A work is never completed except by some accident such as weariness, satisfaction, the need to deliver, or death: for, in relation to who or what is making it, it can only be one stage in a series of inner transformations.
Paul ValeryIn most cases, when the lion, weary of obeying its master, has torn and devoured him, its nerves are pacified and it looks round for another master before whom to grovel.
Paul ValeryFrom the moment that photography appeared, the descriptive genre began to invade Letters... In verse as in prose the dรฉcor and exterior aspects of life took an almost excessive place.
Paul Valery