This soup tastes like windows
I became aware that the invincible power that has moved the world is unrequited, not happy, love.
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.
Music is important for one's health.
I would not have traded the delights of my suffering for anything in the world.
Morality, too, is a question of time.
Nothing one does in bed is immoral if it helps to perpetuate love.
I always had understood that dying of love was mere poetic license.
She felt the abyss of disenchantment.
Make no mistake: peaceful madmen are ahead of the future.
He shook my hand and said goodbye with a sentence that might have been either good advice or a threat: "Take good care of yourself.
Love is not a condition of the spirit but a sign of the zodiac.
The weak would never enter the kingdom of love.
opened the door a crack wide enough for the entire world to pass through .
I do not believe there is a method better than Montessori for making children sensitive to the beauties of the world and awakening their curiosity regarding the secrets of life.
It was a love of perpetual flight.
If you're going to be a writer you have to be one of the great ones... After all, there are better ways to starve to death.
He repeated until his dying day that there was no one with more common sense, no stonecutter more obstinate, no manager more lucid or dangerous, than a poet.
Your first realization when you become an important person is that all day and all night, whatever the circumstances, people want to hear you talk about yourself.
When I wake up," he said, "remind me that I'm going to marry her.
He spent six hours examining things, trying to find a difference from their appearance on the previous day in the hope of discovering in them some change that would reveal the passage of time.
Together they had overcome the daily incomprehension, the instantaneous hatred, the reciprocal nastiness, and fabulous flashes of glory in the conjugal conspiracy. It was time when they both loved each other best, without hurry or excess, when both were most conscious of and grateful for their incredible victories over adversity. Life would still present them with other moral trials, of course, but that no longer mattered: they were on the other shore.
We'll grow old waiting.
Then he made one last effort to search in his heart for the place where his affection had rotted away, and he could not find it.
For you was I born, for you do I have life, for you will I die, for you am I now dying.
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