Talent is like a faucet, while it is open, one must write.
Saintliness is also a temptation.
A genius knows how to make himself easily understood without being obvious about it.
Beauty, real beauty, is something very grave. If there is a God, He must be partly that.
In your efforts to dazzle us your reasoning has gone awry. You know very well that love is, above all, the gift of oneself.
Tragedy is clean, it is restful, it is flawless.