It seems to me then as if all the moments of our life occupy the same space, as if future events already existed and were only waiting for us to find our way to them at last, just as when we have accepted an invitation we duly arrive in a certain house at a given time.

... the current of time slowing down in the gravitational field of oblivion.

I have always kept ducks, even as a child, and the colours of their plumage, in particular the dark green and snow white, seemed to me the only possible answer to the questions that are on my mind.

Like our bodies and like our desires, the machines we have devised are possessed of a heart which is slowly reduced to embers.

Only in the books written in earlier times did she sometimes think she found some faint idea of what it might be like to be alive.

By all means be experimental, but let the reader be part of the experiment

In my photographic work I was always especially entranced... by the moment when the shadows of reality, so to speak, emerge out of nothing on the exposed paper, as memories do in the middle of the night, darkening again if you try to cling to them.