Upon receipt of this letter . . .

"And to think that now, see how all the travelers passing under our noses!..."

Are you the old guy who always comes for dinner? . . . Sir, Papa's not here.

Grotto of Élais

Oaks

The Ministerial Asylum

Memory of St. Valery on Somme

This Morning Before the Sun Rise

According to all appearances, there was a hand of flesh and blood like my own

The dresses of flas-flas, see, Sandrine, it's always the same who busy themsleves dressing and the same who wash them with soap. --because men are fools

"Those call themselves the Fighters..., how devilish are the others?... "

What a beautiful play! Always the same: its been forty years that that lover has been marrying his beloved., p. 13

"Oh, my cherished Victor... I feel a poem coming!"