The musty smell, the bugs, the lonliness, this room, which is part of the street outside-this is all I want from life.

The woman had a humble, cringing manner. Of course, she had discovered that, having neither money nor virtue, she had better be humble if she knew what was good for her.

Of course she had some pathetic illusions about herself or she would not be able to go on living.

Cold - cold as truth, cold as life. No, nothing can be as cold as life.

You can pretend for a long time, but one day it all falls away and you are alone. We are alone in the most beautiful place in the world.

There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about.

Something came out from my heart into my throat and then into my eyes.