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.

This is the seashore. Neither land nor sea. It’s a place that does not exist.

Do you have children? she asked. No. Why? The man answered that one had to have faith in the world to have children.

To die of yearning for something you will never experience

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

Perhaps sometimes life shows you a side of itself which leaves you with nothing more to say