Edmond Rostand, Cyrano de Bergerac

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

"...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..."

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

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