O tender yearning, sweet hoping! The golden time of first love! The eye sees the open heaven, The heart is intoxicated with bliss; O that the beautif… - Friedrich Schiller

"Mazarin shed tears over this great loss, which Conde, who had no feeling for anything but glory, disregarded. "A single night in Paris," said he, "gives birth to more men than this action has destroyed.

Без отдих бродя час след час
по тесен кръг чертан
и пътя, в който бързам аз,
ти би измерил с длан.
Но пак най-дълъг на света
е пътят в тоя кръг,
а като вятъра летя,
като стрела от лък.

Genuine art . . . does not have as its object a mere transitory game. Its serious purpose is not merely to translate the human being into a momentary dream of freedom, but actually to MAKE him free.