He really had been through death, but he had returned because he could not bear the solitude.

What matters in life is not what happens to you but what you remember and how you remember it.

Inspiration gives no warnings.

Old people, with other old people, are not so old.

But he could not renounce his infinite capacity for illusion at the very moment he needed it most... he saw fireflies where there were none.

The world was reduced to the surface of her skin and her inner self was safe from all bitterness.

Sex is one's consolation when love is not enough