As you see, it is not that I don't know my own mind, I know it very well but only up to a certain point in the matter. I know perfectly well what the question is. It's the answer I want.

It’s a strange grief…to die of nostalgia for something you never lived.

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

... 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.

There is nothing that can, in the dark become true

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

She had not really a sensitive soul, but to put it in exact terms, was possessed by an uncontrollable feeling of mind