Good artists exist simply in what they make, and consequently are perfectly uninteresting in what they are.

“Now it seems to me that love of some kind is the only possible explanation of t…”

“Suddenly I found myself face to face with the young man whose personality had s…”

“Why didn't you tell me that the only thing worth loving is an actress?”

“I am afraid that she is a coquette, for she is always flirting with the wind.”