Do you remember what you said to me once? That you could help me only by loving me? Well-you did love me for a moment; and it helped me. It has always helped me.

Any rapidly enacted episode. . .should be seen through only one pair of eyes.

The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!

And all the while, I suppose," he thought, "real people were living somewhere, and real things happening to them.

... how I understand that love of living, of being in this wonderful, astounding world even if one can look at it only through theprison bars of illness and suffering! Plus je vois, the more I am thrilled by the spectacle.

“Yes, the Gorgon has dried your tears,” he said. “Well, she opened my eyes too; it's a delusion to say that she blinds people. What she does is just the contrary — she fastens their eyelids open, so that they're never again in the blessed darkness.”

Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.