A child's reaction to this type of calamity is twofold and extreme. Not knowing how deeply, powerfully, life drops anchor into its vast sources of recuperation, he is bound to envisage, at once, the very worst; yet at the same time, because of his inability to imagine death, the worst remains totally unreal to him. Gerard went on repeating: "Paul's dying; Paul's going to die"' but he did not believe it. Paul's death would be part of the dream, a dream of snow, of journeying forever.

A man's truest self realizations might require him, above all, to learn to close his eyes: to let himself be taken unawares, to follow his dark angel, to risk his illegal instincts.

Everyone's pet is the most outstanding. This begets mutual blindness.

The prettiest dresses are worn to be taken off.

Fight any instinct to be humorless, for humorlessness is the worst of all absurdities.

The joy of youth is to disobey; but the trouble is that there are no longer any orders.

Do not take up cause against the inaccuracies printed about you. They are your protection.