Maxioms by Jean Anouilh
Have you noticed that life, real honest to goodness life, with murders and catastrophes and fabulous inheritances, happens almost exclusively read more
Have you noticed that life, real honest to goodness life, with murders and catastrophes and fabulous inheritances, happens almost exclusively in newspapers?
Until the day of his death, no man can be sure of his courage.
Until the day of his death, no man can be sure of his courage.
Love is, above all, the gift of oneself
Love is, above all, the gift of oneself
It is restful, tragedy, because one knows that there is no more lousy hope left. You know you're caught, caught read more
It is restful, tragedy, because one knows that there is no more lousy hope left. You know you're caught, caught at last like a rat with all the world on its back. And the only thing left to do is shout -- not moan, or complain, but yell out at the top of your voice whatever it was you had to say. What you've never said before. What perhaps you don't even know till now.
What you get free costs too much.
What you get free costs too much.
