She did not believe that things could remain the same in different places, and since the portion of her life that lay behind her had been bad, no doubt that which remained to be lived would be better.

Me and my books in the same apartment, like a gherkin in its vinegar.

There comes a point at which you stop writing and think all the more

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

For a long time now my heart has had its shutters closed, its steps deserted, formerly a tumultuous hotel, but now empty and echoing like a great empty tomb.

Stupidity is an immovable object: you can't try to attack it wiithout being broken by it.

I have patience in all things - as far as the antechamber.