Only The Unknown Frightens Men.

One's Suffering Disappears When One Lets Oneself Go, When One Yields - Even To Sadness.

He Had Taken Seriously Words Which Were Without Importance, And It Made Him Very Unhappy.

Vain Is The Hope Of Finding Pleasure In That Which One Has Hitherto Disdained; As When The Warrior Hopes To Find Pleasure In The Joys Of The Sedentaries.

I Saw The Sunset Forty-four Times!

Water, Thou Hast No Taste, No Color, No Odor; Canst Not Be Defined, Art Relished While Ever Mysterious. Not Necessary To Life, But Rather Life Itself, Thou Fillest Us With A Gratification That Exceeds The Delight Of The Senses.