As soon as I turned the key I saw it hanging, the color of fire and sunset. the colour of flamboyant flowers. ‘If you are buried under a flamboyant tree, ‘ I said, ‘your soul is lifted up when it flowers. Everyone wants that.’ She shook her head but she did not move or touch me.

It's funny, he said, have you ever thought that a girl's clothes cost more than the girl inside them?

He had discovered that people who allow themselves to be blown about by the winds of emotion and impulse are always unhappy people.

Every word I say has chains round its ankles; every thought I think is weighted with heavy weights.

Life if curious when reduced to its essentials

Quite like old times,' the room says.

It is strange how sad it can be - sunlight in the afternoon, don't you think?