You were dead.' She said. 'And in the whole world there was nothing beautiful left.

You were dead.' She said. 'And in the whole world there was nothing beautiful left.

Definitive resolutions are made always and only in a state of mind that is not destined to last.

There is nothing that can, in the dark become true

The last light, in the last window, went out. Only the unstoppable machine of the sea still tears away at the silence with the cyclical explosion of nocturnal waves, distant memories of sleepwalking storms and the shipwrecks of dream.

... he was one of those men who like to be observers at their own lives ... such people observe their destiny much as most people tend to observe a rainy day.

As eight years before, he was leaving ... to rewrite his destiny in orderly fashion.