Friendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned.
Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it's the most comical thing in the world.
It's a rare thing not to have been bonny-- once.
No painting is more replete than Mondrian's.
There is man in his entirety, blaming his shoe when his foot is guilty.
Silence and darkness were all I craved. Well, I get a certain amount of both. They being one.