None of us suffers as much as we should, or loves as much as we say. Love is the first lie; wisdom the last.

To think is to be sick.

I have been loved,' she said, 'by something strange, and it has forgotten me.

Man is the only thing that has no further use after something goes amiss.

Love is the first lie; wisdom the last.

A man is whole only when he takes into account his shadow.

I have a narrative, but you will be put to it to find it.