“THE DREAM OF MY LIFE”

Hawera Star, Volume L, 29 November 1930, Page 16

“THE DREAM OF MY LIFE”

FAMOUS French statesmen, authors i nmT artists were requested to an-swe-r the question: “What is or what , has beea the Dream of Your Life?”, The following answers were given: Raymond’ Poincare, former President of the French Republic: To live always in the peace and' quietness of my native eountrv, far fro'm. politi'eal arena and boring callers, with a feKv chosen' books and some beloved) animals' in order to prepare myself for death. Paul Bora-get, novelist, member of the French Academy: The dream of any , life? Merely to be a writer. _ _ ( ’Bonis -Barthcai. former Prime Minis- 1 ter. member of the French Acad'emy: I h.we .lived) my life untrammelled and not even inspired' by a. dream. I have never given myself a set purpose. I ami net the. man- of only one book. Nevertheless, I must answer your question, and) inasmuch as it- is not in discreet, I should! say that I have always had a leaning toward literature and politics. Had I ever dreamed of anything, it would! have been to become a.'prime minister and member of the French Academy. Hemide Regnier, poeit and dramatist, member of the French Aeadelmy: Never tell anyone, least of all yourself, the “dream of year life. ’ ’ It should rcm'ain secret and silent whether it be the dream of your heart or that of your soul. Henri Bergson, philosopher, member of the French Academy: X have never had a dream; of this sort. X have merely carried' out to the best of my ability the tasks I .have-undertaken day by day. I have perhaps thereby avoided seme groat disappointments and must have calculated right. X wish I had something more interesting to say. Marcel Provost, author, member of the French Academy: When one has gone fur beyond' what Dante called the ‘middle of the path of life,” one’s dream' aeroplane is overloaded with the past., and. is no mere able to rise from the ground. Henri .Lavedin, dramatist, member of the French Academy: Dreams of love, fortune, ambition, and glory arc all too many. Those of mature years are never the same as those of youth—and it is well that it. should be so—until one reaches the .age at which dreams taike only the form of regrets. Paul Valery, the poet': To awaken. Colette, novelist: The dream: of my life? What could' I do with only one dream'?

French Notabilities Speak.

Maurice Maoteirlin’k, poet and dramatist: There is more than one dream in every life. There are perhaps as many | as there are years. My -last dream is: : “to know.” X believe it is the greatest. he least likely to come true. Edouard Xlc'rriot. former Prime Minister: What would have been the dream of my life)? To teach, -that, is to' say, first of all to learn. For that, one must travel and read! (which is travelling in the past), with long intervals of rest in the country, to study the plants- and 1 animals. Helen V a ear es-co, poet: The dream of Imy life)?. Without.'knowing it L missed it —front iuy birth, I Should have loved to bo tall, slim and 'blonde. ? Paul Goraldy, dramatist:. Your question comes 1 very late. At 'ls years of ago* I might have said: to write! At Hi, to.love! At '2O to be loved! I might ihave said in the course of years: to • work to do nothing, to please others, to please myself. 'There was a time 1 might have answered, like one of my characters 1 : “I would) like to know what I could love; X should Jove it so!” At present,'‘•the -dream), of my life is to dream no longer and to see clearly; in other word's; merely to live. Andre Miiun ois, novelist, and biographer: Solitude among friend’s. A warm .climate, yet invigorating. Books the beauty of Which, never palls, .laughter and gaiety but always intermingled with earnestness, sensuality without remorse, and love without sadness — Contradiction in term-inis, what Would you say l ? No doubt, but after all dream® are absurd. Maurice .Bedel, author: To be s-atis-j fieri with what I have written. 1 Jean Girandoux. author; To. re mom - j her my dream's. j Yvette Guilbert, singer: X have not even .had the time to sleep, let alone to dream. X have been devoted to •stage work since X was I'2 years of age. When I wanted to be “pretty.” This dream never came: true; Xam therefore “fed up” with- dreams. Roland Dorgel'cs, author: A dreamt? A real dream, which becomes an obsession, bewilders and overwhelms. The men of my age who fought in-, the war had all the same dream: to -come through it alive. The dream came true for me; X don’t ask for more. Francis -Cargo, painter: The dream of my life would be to become a, good painter, 'but it is too late now t'o try. Pierre Brisson, dramatic critic: To meet a friendlv dramatist.