What is the beautiful, if not the impossible.
For some men, the stronger their desire, the more difficult it is for them to act.
There are three thing in the world I love most: the sea, Hamlet, and Don Giovanni.
How we keep these dead souls in our hearts. Each one of us carries within himself his necropolis.
Boredom, that silent spider, was spinning its web in the darkness in every corner of her heart.
I go from exasperation to a state of collapse, then I recover and go from prostration to Fury, so that my average state is one of being annoyed.