Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you.
I have scarcely touched the sky and I am made of it.
And if you find everything as soon as you look for it, you find it in vain, you look for it in vain.
Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists.
He who has made a thousand things and he who has made none, both feel the same desire: to make something.
When I die, I will not see myself die, for the first time.