Not only does God play dice with the world He does not let us see what He has rolled.

There are friends with whom we share neither interests nor any particular experiences, friends with whom we never correspond, whom we seldom meet and then only by chance, but whose existence nonetheless has for us a special if uncanny meaning. For me the Eiffel Tower is just such a friend, and not merely because it happens to be the symbol of a city, for Paris leaves me neither hot nor cold. I first became aware of this attachment of mine when reading in the paper about plans for its demolition, the mere thought of which filled me with alarm.

Is a mountain only a huge stone? Is a planet an enormous mountain?

Behind every glorious facade there is always hidden something ugly.

A specialist is a barbarian whose ignorance is not well-rounded.

Where do consequences lead? Depends on the escort.

I had no hope. Yet expectation lived on in me, the last thing she had left behind. What further consummations, mockeries, torments did I still anticipate? I had no idea as I abided in the unshaken belief that the time of cruel wonders was not yet over.