There are people whose faces assume an unaccustomed beauty and majesty the moment they cease to look out of their eyes.

Those whose suffering is due to love are, as we say of certain invalids, their own physicians.

There was nothing abnormal about it when homosexuality was the norm.

Your soul is a dark forest. But the trees are of a particular species, they are genealogical trees.

I drank a second mouthful in which I find nothing more than in the first, then a third which gives me rather less than the second. It is time to stop; the potion is losing its magic.

In a language known to us, we have substituted the opacity of the sounds with the transparence of the ideas. But a language we donot know is a closed place in which the one we love can deceive us, making us, locked outside and convulsed in our impotence, incapable of seeing or preventing anything.

One reads the papers as one wants to with a bandage over one's eyes without trying to understand the facts, listening to the soothing words of the editor as to the words of one s mistress.