i discovered that my obsession for having each thing in the right place, each subject at the right time, each word in the right style, was not the well-deserved reward of an ordered mind, but just the opposite: a complete system of pretense invented by me to hide the disorder of my nature.
Very well, I will marry you if you promise not to make me eat eggplant.
The only everyday and eternal reality was love.
You have to have spent the night at sea, sitting in a life raft and looking at your watch, to know that the night is immeasurably longer than the day.
At some point, you no longer feel pain. Sensation disappears and reason is dulled, until you lose all grasp of time and place.
She likes to try everything, out of curiosity, but she'll be sorry if she isn't guided by her heart.
It is not that the girl is unfit for everything, it is that she is not of this world.
He was healthier than the rest of us, but when you listened with the stethoscope you could hear the tears bubbling inside his heart.
One minute of reconciliation is worth more than a whole life of friendship!
Everyone has three lives: a public life, a private life, and a secret life.
Freedom is often the first casualty of war.
She felt so old, so worn out, so far away from the best moments of her life that she even yearned for those that she remembered as the worst… Her heart of compressed ash, which had resisted the most telling blows of daily reality without strain, fell apart with the first waves of nostalgia. The need to feel sad was becoming a vice as the years eroded her. She became human in her solitude.
Humanity, like armies in the field, advances at the speed of the slowest.
The adolescents of my generation, greedy for life, forgot in body and soul about their hopes for the future until reality taught them that tomorrow was not what they had dreamed, and they discovered nostalgia.
All my life, I've been frightened at the moment I sit down to write.
A man knows when he is growing old because he begins to look like his father.
Intrigued by that enigma, he dug so deeply into her sentiments that in search of interest he found love, because by trying to make her love him he ended up falling in love with her.
But that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacity for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love.
Lost in the solitude of his immense power, he began to lose direction.
But he could not renounce his infinite capacity for illusion at the very moment he needed it most... he saw fireflies where there were none.
Nothing one does in bed is immoral if it helps to perpetuate love.
What is essential, therefore, is not that you no longer believe, but that God continues to believe in you.
She felt the abyss of disenchantment.
I became aware that the invincible power that has moved the world is unrequited, not happy, love.
She would say, "Someone should invent something to do with things you cannot use anymore but that you still cannot throw out.
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