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I hope some day you find someone who is as committed to you as you are to not understanding me.

We should be considerate to the living; to the dead we owe only the truth.

Everything that needs to be said has already been said. But, since no one was listening, everything must be said again.

There is only one heroism in the world: to see the world as it is, and to love it.

Watch your interactions as you would look down out a window at street traffic. Everything comes and goes, and you simply register it without being involved. It may not be easy at first, but with practice you will find that your mind can function on many levels at the same time, and you can be aware of them all. It is only when you have a vested interest in any particular level that your attention gets caught in it, and you black out on other levels.

This is a war universe. War all the time. That is its nature. There may be other universes based on all sorts of other principles, but ours seems to be based on war and games.

My hope is that when I die, all of hell rejoices that I’m out of the fight.

She might have trusted you. But Mademoiselle Katherine has spent a great deal of her life listening, and those who have listened do not find it easy to talk; they keep their sorrows and joys to themselves and tell no one.

For others, for everyone else without exception, our memories are only empty phantasms, mere words. Yet they are the people who love us most, they are true friends, ready to sacrifice themselves for us. Nonetheless, they don’t give a damn about our stories, they don’t know what to make of our treasure. And so all of a sudden, you realize how alone we are in the world.

Love plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of yesterday. Life is beautiful and living is pain.

It’s the well-behaved children that make the most formidable revolutionaries. They don’t say a word, they don’t hide under the table, they eat only one piece of chocolate at a time. But later on, they make society pay dearly.

You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.

My imagination will get me a passport to hell one day.

Don’t let us forget that the causes of human actions are usually immeasurably more complex and varied than our subsequent explanations of them.

New Year’s Eve always terrifies me life knows nothing of years. now the horns have stopped and the firecrackers and the thunder… it’s all over in five minutes… all I hear is the rain on the palm leaves, and I think, I will never understand men, but I have lived it through.