The road to Hell is paved with unbought stuffed dogs.

If the wind rises it can push us against the flood when it comes.

In the spring mornings I would work early while my wife still slept. The windows were open wide and the cobbles of the street were drying after the rain.

It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them.

Some people, when they hear an echo, think they originated the sound.

Decadence is a difficult word to use since it has become little more than a term of abuse applied by critics to anything they do not yet understand or which seems to differ from their moral concepts.

I know the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different, that the things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist, and the night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness has started.