Character: Norbert de Varenne

Style is like the right tone in music.

Oh, how hard it is to find a person with a broad Outlook, reminiscent of the boundless space, the air which you breathe on the beach!

And in the sky I'm looking for the answer to life the dark,
Under the pale moon wandering in the night homeless.

- I am a lost creature. I have neither father nor mother, nor brother, nor sister, nor wife, nor children, nor God.
After a silence he added:
- I only have to rhyme.

Life is a mountain. Rising, you look up and you're happy, but only managed to get to the top, as already starts the descent and before - death. Go up slowly, down fast. At your age we all had fun. We were all hopeful that, by the way, never come to pass. At my age one no longer expects anything... except death.

Do you have talent or not - does it matter, since everything in the world comes to an end!

How much sadness there is in this deep silence of the room where you live alone!

Why do we suffer so? Obviously, because we are born to live not so much for the soul as for the body. But we have the ability to think, and our growing minds are not willing to put up with the ineptness of the being.

Wait: in a few years and you will be the same. ... At your age we all had fun. We were all hopeful that, by the way, never come to pass. At my age one no longer expects anything... except death.