His wedding gift, clasped round my throat. A choker of rubies, two inches wide, like an extraordinarily precious slit throat.

Hope for the best, expect the worst.

There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer.

His main principles were indeed as follows: everything it is possible to imagine can also exist.

A young girl would go into the wood as trustingly as Red Riding Hood to her granny's house but this light admits no ambiguities and, here, she will be trapped in her own illusion because everything in the woods is exactly as it seems.

She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of her eyes and that is very frightening. from "The Lady of the Haunted House

Soon, nostalgia will be another name for Europe.