What is essential, therefore, is not that you no longer believe, but that God continues to believe in you.

Between the covers of the books that no one had ever read again, in the old parchments damaged by dampness, a livid flower had prospered, and in the air that had been the purest and brightest in the house an unbearable smell of rotten memories floated.

and the two of them loved each other for a long time in silence without making love again.

He thought about his people without sentimentality, with a strict closing of his accounts with life, beginning to understand how much he really loved the people he hated most.

I can't think of any one film that improved on a good novel, but I can think of many good films that came from very bad novels.

The heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good.

his examination revealed that he had no fever, no pain anywhere, and that his only concrete feeling was an urgent desire to die. All that was needed was shrewd questioning...to conclude once again that the symptoms of love were the same as those of cholera.