They Took Each Other's Advice, Opened One

It Is Always Sad To Leave A Place To Which One Knows One Will Never Return.

Everything Depends On The Value We Give To Things. We Are The Ones Who Make Morality And Virtue. The Cannibal Who Eats His Neighbor Is As Innocent As The Child Who Sucks His Barley-sugar.

Stupidity Lies In Wanting To Draw Conclusions.

Do Not Imagine You Can Exorcise What Oppresses You In Life By Giving Vent To It In Art.

You Forget Everything. The Hours Slip By. You Travel In Your Chair Through Centuries You Seem Seem To See Before You, Your Thoughts Are Caught Up In The Story, Dallying With The Details Or Following The Course Of The Plot, You Enter Into Characters, So That It Seems As If It Were Your Own Heart Beating Beneath Their Costumes.