Journeys, like artists, are born and not made. A thousand differing circumstances contribute to them, few of them willed or determined by the will-whatever we may think.
History is an endless repetition of the wrong way of living
It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.
A city becomes a world when one loves one of it's inhabitants.
Music is only love looking for words
Travel can be one of the most rewarding forms of introspection.
Truth disappears with the telling of it
Does not everything depend on our interpretation of the silence around us?
Art like life is an open secret.
You see, nothing matters except pleasure - which is the opposite of happiness, its tragic part, I expect.
I suppose the secret of his success is in his tremendous idleness which almost approaches the supernatural.
People only see in us the contemptible skirt-fever which rules our actions but completely miss the beauty-hunger underlying it.
It is hard to fight with one's heart's desires; whatever it wishes to get, it purchases at the cost of the soul.
How grudging memory is, and how bitterly she clutches the raw material of her daily work.
Poverty is a great cutter-off and riches a great shutter-off.