The basis of action is lack of imagination. It is the last resource of those who know not how to dream.
I tried to visit Albania but I couldn't find it on the map.
I have a simple taste, only the best.
The artistic life is a long, lovely suicide.
Marco Polo had seen the inhabitants of Zipangu place rose-colored pearls in the mouths of the dead. A sea-monster had been enamoured of the pearl that the diver brought to King Perozes, and had slain the thief, and mourned for seven moons over its loss.
There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.