Reality is not always probable, or likely.

The thought came over me that never would one full and absolute moment, containing all the others, justify my life, that all of my instants would be provisional phases, annihilators of the past turned to face the future, and that beyond the episodic, the present, the circumstantial, we were nobody.

The mathematical sciences wield their particular language made of digits and signs, no less subtle than any other.

Only in the present do things happen.

Had I to give advice to writers (and I do not think they need it, because everyone has to find out things for himself), I would tell them simply this; I would ask them to tamper as little as they can with their own work. I do not think tinkering does any good. The moment comes when one has found out what one can do - when one has found one's natural voice, one's rhythm. Then I do not think that slight emendations should prove useful.

The sea is an idiom I cannot decipher.

A system is nothing more than the subordination of all aspects of the universe to any one of such aspects.