One can never speak enough of the virtues, the dangers, the power of shared laughter.

At night, time becomes a calm sea. It goes on for ever.

There are moments when you feel trapped, ill at ease. A year later the same feeling can turn out to be the theme of a book.

Every little girl knows about love. It is only her capacity to suffer because of it that increases.

The happiness of people who are in love and who are loved shows in their faces. They have an expression that's at once very far away and very much part of the present.

Illness is the opposite of freedom. It makes everything impossible.

I did not find him absurd. I saw he was kind, that he was on the verge of real love. I thought it would be nice for me to be in love with him, too.