The road to Hell is paved with unbought stuffed dogs.

I am like a blind pig when I work.

If you have to go away,' she said,'is it absolutely necessary to kill off everything you leave behind? I mean do you have to take away everything?

We're stronger in the places that we've been broken.

Before we take to the sea, we walk on land. . . Before we create, we must understand. . .

There is never any ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. We always returned to it no matter who we were or how it was changed or with what difficulties, or ease, it could be reached. Paris was always worth it and you received return for whatever you brought to it. But this is how Paris was in the early days when we were very poor and very happy.

Something, or something awful or something wonderful was certain to happen on every day in this part of Africa.