Me and my books in the same apartment, like a gherkin in its vinegar.
She was as sated with him as he was tired of her. Emma had rediscovered in adultery all the banality of marriage.
The only way to avoid being unhappy is to close yourself up in Art and to count for nothing all the rest.
(Egypt) is a great place for contrasts: splendid things gleam in the dust.
What is glory? It is to have a lot of nonsense talked about you.
The heart, like the stomach, wants a varied diet.