And he beholds the moon; like a rounded fragment of ice filled with motionless light.

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.

Writing is a dog's life, but the only life worth living.

The author, in his work, must be like God in the Universe, present everywhere and visible nowhere.

Coffee: Induces wit. Good only if it comes through Havre. After a big dinner party it is taken standing up. Take it without sugar - very swank: gives the impression you have lived in the East.

To be simple is no small matter.

And so I will take back up my poor life, so plain and so tranquil, where phrases are adventures and the only flowers I gather aremetaphors.