Why must one love rarely to love well?
But what does it mean, the plague? It's life, that's all.
And it was like knocking four quick times on the door of unhappiness.
Fate is not in man but around him
He was conscious of the disastrous fact that love and desire must be expressed in the same way.
I felt as I hadn't felt for ages. I had a foolish desire to burst into tears. for the first time I'd realized how all these people loathed me.