He had prepared his death much earlier, in his imagination, unaware that his imagination, more creative than he, was planning the reality of that death.

Two cliches make us laugh. A hundred cliches move us. For we sense dimly that the cliches are talking among themselves, and celebrating a reunion.

... luckily, Eden is soon populated. The ethical dimension begins when the other appears on the scene.

There is no great sport in having bullets flying about one in every direction, but I find they have less horror when among them than when in anticipation.

A dream is a scripture, and many scriptures are nothing but dreams.

If two things don't fit, but you believe both of them, thinking that somewhere, hidden, there must be a third thing that connects them, that's credulity.

Jacopo Belbo didnt understand that he had had his moment and that it would have to be enough for him, for all his life. Not recognizing it, he spent the rest of his days seeking something else, until he damned himself.