All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.

It is more or less a given that nothing is less favorable to clairvoyance than the bright sun: physical light and mental light coexist on very poor terms.

All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.

I have always been amazed at the way an ordinary observer lends so much more credence and attaches so much more importance to waking events than to those occurring in dreams... Man...is above all the plaything of his memory.

Nothing retains less of desire in art, in science, than this will to industry, booty, possession.

The important thing is that man is lost in time, in the moment that immediately precedes him - which only attests, by reflection, to the fact that he is lost in the moment that follows

Words make love with one another.