One keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.

It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts.

Writing only leads to more writing.

Sit down and put down everything that comes into your head and then you're a writer. But an author is one who can judge his own stuff's worth, without pity, and destroy most of it.

One keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.

You do not notice changes in what is always before you.

That lovely voice; how I should weep for joy if I could hear it now!