Maybe happiness too is a metaphor invented on a day of boredom

She was the amoureuse of all the novels, the heroine of all the plays, the vague “she” of all the poetry books.

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.

A thing derided is a thing dead; a laughing man is stronger than a suffering man.

She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live in Paris.

After the pain of this disappointment her heart once more stood empty, and the succession of identical days began again.

The most important thing in the world is to hold your soul aloft.