The reign of imagagology begins where history ends.

Ambition is a poor excuse for not having sense enough to be lazy.

Only the most naive of questions are truly serious.

For Sabina, living in truth, lying neither to ourselves nor to others, was possible only away from the public: the moment someone keeps an eye on what we do, we involuntarily make allowances for that eye, and nothing we do is truthful. Having a public, keeping a public in mind, means living in lies.

In the mind of a woman for whom no place is home the thought of an end to all flight is unbearable.

Perhaps the reason we are unable to love is that we yearn to be loved, that is, we demand something - love - from our partner instead of delivering ourselves up to him demand-free and asking for nothing but his company.

Attaching love to sex is one of the most bizarre ideas the Creator ever had.