How was she to tie herself to a man without permitting him to imprison her? And was there some means of acquiring things without those things possessing her?

Do you know that hope sometimes consists only of a question without an answer?

You don't understand music: you hear it. So hear me with your whole body.

What I want is to live of that initial and primordial something that was what made some things reach the point of aspiring to be human.

I write to save someone's life, probably my own

And even sadness was also something for rich people, for people who could afford it, for people who didn't have anything better to do. Sadness was a luxury.

Things were somehow so good that they were in danger of becoming very bad because what is fully mature is very close to rotting