The miracles of the church seem to me to rest not so much upon faces or...
I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live...
All the intelligence and talent in the world can't make a singer. The voice...
That is happiness to be dissolved into something complete and great.
It does not matter much whom we live with in this world but it matters a...
The stupid believe that to be truthful is easy only the artist the great...
Where there is great love there are always wishes.
The condition every art requires is not so much freedom from restriction as...
Only solitary men know the full joys of frienship. Others have their family...
I shall not die of a cold. I shall die of having lived.
New Yorkers love it when you spill your guts out there. Spill your guts at Wimbledon and they make you stop and clean it up.
