It is right that he too should have his little chronicle, his memories, his reason, and be able to recognize the good in the bad, the bad in the worst, and so grow gently old down all the unchanging days, and die one day like any other day, only shorter.

If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.

An imaginative adventure does not enjoy the same corsets as reportage.

We spend our life, it's ours, trying to bring together in the same instant a ray of sunshine and a free bench

I could not have gone through the awful wretched mess of life without having left a stain upon the silence.

Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it's the most comical thing in the world.

...and a dream away in space with neither her nor there where all the footsteps ever fell can never fare nearer to anywhere nor from anywhere further away. Nor for in the end again by degrees or as though switched on dark falls there again that certain dark that alone certain ashes can. Through it who knows yet another end beneath a cloudless sky of a last end if ever there had to be another absolutely had to be.