I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.
Crying is for plain women. Pretty women go shopping.
We are the zanies of sorrow. We are clowns whose hearts are broken.
Where your life leads you, you must go
The worst thing to do with success, is to boast about it.
A glass of absinthe is as poetical as anything in the world. What difference is there between a glass of absinthe and a sunset?