The writer's voice, the honesty and candor that is present in that voice, is what must be written upon the page. - Edmond Rostand

Wit now would be to insult the night, nature itself, the jasmine scent, the moonlight; one glimpse of the heavens and their infinite spaces reveals the absurdity of our artifices. What scares me is that the alchemy we share may fail to distil true love, the real, the rare, wasting its time on fanciful pastimes while our sophistication destroys our dreams.

Oh! We have our pockets full,
we poets, of love-letters, writ to Chloes, Daphnes — creation of our noddle-heads. Our lady-loves, — phantasms of our brains. — Dream-fancies blown into soap-bubbles! Come! Take it, and change feigned love words into true; I breathed my sighs and moans haphazard-wise; Call all these wandering love-birds home to nest. You'll see that I was in these lettered lines, — Eloquent all the more, the less sincere! — Take it, and make an end!

Ah non ! C'est un peu court jeune homme
On pourrait dire, O Dieu, bien des choses en somme
En variant le ton, par exemple, tenez:
Agressif: moi monsieur, si j'avais un tel nez
Il faudrait sur le champ que je me l'emputasse !
Amical: mais il doit tremper dans votre tasse
Pour boire faîtes-vous donc fabriquer un hanap.
Descriptif: c'est un roc ! c'est un pic ! c'est un cap !
Que dis-je, c'est un cap ? c'est une péninsule !