A love that does not bear collision with reality is not a real love. But then the inability to love is a privilege of the noble hearts.

“Tout artiste qui se mêle de vouloir être célèbre dans notresociété doit savoir …”

“Let’s not beat around the bush; I love life — that’s my real weakness. I love i…”

“But in order to speak about all and to all, one has to speak of what all know a…”

“I rebel; therefore I exist.”