The secret of a good old age is simply an honorable pact with solitude.
It's enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.
The heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good.
Why do you insist on talking about what does not exist?
He shook my hand and said goodbye with a sentence that might have been either good advice or a threat: "Take good care of yourself.
but he only found her in the image that saturated his private and terrible solitude.