I am still hopeful. A falcon, Time. But the coincidence is probably accidental.

My body is not a tomb for animals.

Intellectual passion dries out sensuality.

Sculptured figures which appear in motion, will, in their standing position, actually look as if they were falling forward.

Not to anticipate is already to moan.

Even the richest soil, if left uncultivated will produce the rankest weeds.

Human subtlety will never devise an invention more beautiful, more simple or more direct than does nature because in her inventions nothing is lacking, and nothing is superfluous.