The sight of the little madeleine had recalled nothing to my mind before I tasted it...

The opinions which we hold of one another, our relations with friends and kinsfolk are in no sense permanent, save in appearance, but are as eternally fluid as the sea itself.

Not caring for their lives' is it? Why, what in the world is there that we should care for if it's not our lives, the only gift the Lord never offers us a second time.

A doctor who doesn't say too many foolish things is a patient half-cured.

The charms of the passing woman are generally in direct ratio to the swiftness of our passage.

The bonds that unite another person to our self exist only in our mind.

Photography is the product of complete alienation.