History is a great cemetery: men, deeds, ideas are always dying as soon as they are born.
I am incapable of conceiving infinity, and yet I do not accept finity.
Literature in France seems to be undergoing a crisis now, and nothing comes immediately to mind.
Tonight, once more, life sinks its teeth into my heart.
A day in which I don't write leaves a taste of ashes.
Man is defined as a human being and a woman as a female - whenever she behaves as a human being she is said to imitate the male.