Yes, they are carnal, both of them, love and death, and therein lies their terror and their great magic!
Laughter is a sunbeam of the soul.
He who loves the more is the inferior and must suffer.
The books and magazines streamed in. He could buy them all, they piled up around him and even while he read, the number of those still to be read disturbed him. … they stood in rows, weighing down his life like a possession which he did not succeed in subordinating to his personality.
Order and simplification are the first steps toward the mastery of a subject.
He probably was mediocre after all, though in a very honorable sense of that word.