3 Quotes by Edmund Rostand

I may grow tender, walking alone in the blue cool of evening, through some garden fresh with flowers after the benediction of the rain; My poor big devil of a nose inhales April and so I follow with my eyes where some boy, with a girl upon his arm, passes a patch of silver. And...I wish I had a woman too, walking with little stops under the moon, and holding my arm so, and smiling. Then I dream - and I forget… And then I see the shadow of my profile on the wall!

Cuanto más tomas de mi corazón, más corazón tengo.

Puesto que alguno necesito para sufrir, si guardas mi corazón, envíame el tuyo.