آموخت که آدم به غیبت عادت می­کند و این عادت به نبودن عزیزان از نبودنشان ناگوارتر است.

“I was left alone there in the company of the orchids, roses and violets, which,…”

“...there is no brew so deadly that it cannot at certain moments become precious…”

“For in this worldof ours where everything withers, everything perishes, there i…”

“The costumes of these two ladies seemed to me like the materialisation, snow-wh…”