Love is not a condition of the spirit but a sign of the zodiac.

The problem in public life is learning to overcome terror; the problem in married life is learning to overcome boredom.

She was a ghost in a strange house that overnight had become immense and solitary and through which she wandered without purpose, asking herself in anguish which one of them was deader: the man who had died or the woman he had left behind.

They were so close to each other that they preferred death to separation.

And both of them remained floating in an empty universe where the only everyday & eternal reality was love.

There [is] no innocence more dangerous than the innocence of age.

I'll never fall in love again... it's like having two souls at the same time.