Shame has poor memory.

And nevertheless, when they watched him leave the house, this man they themselves had urged to conquer the world, then they were the ones left with the terror that he would never return. That was their life. Love, if it existed, was something separate: another life.

Crazy people are not crazy if one accepts their reasoning.

He said that love was an emotion contra natura that condemned two strangers to a base and unhealthy dependence, and the more intense it was, the more ephemeral.

As a writer I'm merely a journalist who has learned to write better than others.

She had the revelation one Sunday that while the other instruments played for everyone the violen played for her alone .

A man only has the right to look down at another when he helps him to lift himself up.