I don’t write this letter to put bitterness into your heart, but to pluck it out of mine. For my own sake I must forgive you.

“quando os deuses querem nos castigar atendem aos nossos pedidos.”

“It often happens that the real tragedies of life occur in suchan inartistic man…”

“It's the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.”

“And so he would now study perfumes, and the secrets of their manufacture, disti…”