From The Satisfaction Of Desire There May

I Have Never Produced Anything Good Except By A Long Succession Of Slight Efforts.

The Nationalist Has A Broad Hatred And A Narrow Love.

Obsessions Of The Orient, Of The Desert, Of Its Ardor And Its Emptiness, Of The Shadows Of Palm Gardens, Of The Garments White And Wide - Obsessions Where The Senses Go Berserk, Where Nerves Are Exasperated, And Which Made Me, At The Onset Of Each Night, Believe Sleep Impossible.

Solitude Is Bearable Only With God.

The Individual Person Is More Interesting Than People In General; He And Not They Is The One Whom God Created In His Image.