I believe that saying a thing is to keep its virtues and take away its terror.

Blessed are those who entrust their lives to no one.

It's been a long time since I've been me.

It's been months since I last wrote. I've lived in a state of mental slumber, leading the life of someone else. I've felt, very often, a vicarious happiness. I haven't existed. I've been someone else. I've lived without thinking.

Direct experience is the evasion, or hiding place of those devoid of imagination.

THIRD WATCHER Let her speak. Don't interrupt. She knows words that mermaids taught her...I'm falling asleep in order to hear her...Go on, sister, go on...My heart aches because I wasn't you when you dreamed at the seashore.

Myth is the nothing that is all.