I love the love of those who are far enough away, it becomes whatever I wish to believe it.
That parasite: the past.
To be married is to be neither alone nor together.
If we keep an open mind, too much is likely to fall into it.
There are. intangible realities which float near us, formless and without words; realities which no one has thought out, and which are excluded for lack of interpreters.
Paris has always seemed to me to be the only city in which one can live as one sees fit.