Modesty Is The Delicate Form Of Hypocrisy.

Born Of The Sensibility, Art Sows And Creates Life In Its Turn.

In Order To Understand Life It Is Not Only Necessary Not To Be Indifferent To Men, But Not To Be Indifferent To Flocks, To Trees. One Should Be Indifferent To Nothing.

Modesty Is The Delicate Form Of Hypocrisy.

Art Is The Flower Of Life And, As Seed, It Gives Back Life.

Women Are The Simple, And Poets The Superior, Artisans Of Language... The Intervention Of Grammarians Is Almost Always Bad.