He who awaits much can expect little.
Time was not passing...it was turning in a circle.
The first of the line is tied to a tree and the last is being eaten by the ants .
The problem with marriage is that it ends every night after making love, and it must be rebuilt every morning before breakfast.
In the end all books are written for your friends.
It had to teach her to think of love as a state of grace: not the means to anything but the alpha and omega, an end it itself.