The Old Woman I Shall Become Will

Humanity Is Outraged In Me And With Me. We Must Not Dissimulate Nor Try To Forget This Indignation, Which Is One Of The Most Passionate Forms Of Love.

No Human Creature Can Give Orders To Love.

Our Work Can Never Be Better Than We Are Ourselves.

I Have No Enthusiasm For Nature Which The Slightest Chill Will Not Instantly Destroy.

Life Is A Slate Where All Our Sins Are Written; From Time To Time We Rub The Sponge Of Repentance Over It So We Can Begin Sinning Again.