It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness.
Loving the same man or woman all your life, why, that's like supposing the same candle could last you all your life
But when, as is most often the case, the husband and wife accept the external obligation to live together all their lives and have, by the second month, come to loathe the sight of each other, want to get divorced and yet go on living together, it us...
Music makes me forget myself, my true condition, it carries me off into another state of being, one that isn't my own: under the influence of music I have the illusion of feeling things I don't really feel, of understanding things I don't understand,...
Este incredibil cât de completă este iluzia care ne face să credem că frumuseţea este în genere bunătate.
