Edmond Rostand, Cyrano de Bergerac

"...But...to sing,to dream, to smile, to walk, to be alone, be free,with a voice that stirs and an eye that still can see!To cock your hat to one side, when you pleaseat a yes, a no, to fight, or- make poetry!To work without a thought of fame or fortune,on that journey, that you dream of, to the moon!Never to write a line that's not your own..."

"My soul, be satisfied with flowers,With fruit, with weeds even; but gather themIn the one garden you may call your own."

"A great nose may be an indexOf a great soul"

"Proclaim your pride and bitterness loudly to the world, but to me speak softly, and tell me simply that she doesn't love you."