Belles-Lettres

Let time pass and we will see what it brings. Life was imposed on her from outside. She had the obsessions of a slave. Students were no more than borrowed friends whose affection ended with each class. The lost of virginity is a bloody sacrifice. Life--It is not so much. An ineluctable event that he was resolved to wait for without patience or violence. Life obliges people over and over again to give birth to themselves. I'm not rich but a poor man with money. He escaped in the torments of memory which kept him in the state of grace. ...a knowledge of it superior to anyone's... ...that bore too close a resemblance of love. Neither could have said if their mutual dependence was based on love or convenience, but they had never asked the question with their hands on their hearts because both had always preferred not to know the answer. Wisdom comes to us when it can no longer do any good. ...her anger being found out in a mistake maddened her. Resentments stirred up other resentme...

Inspiration gives no warnings. What isn't natural is (my) age. No old man forgets where he has hidden his treasure. Let no one be deceived, no, thinking that what he awaits will last longer than what he has seen. I discovered improbable pleasure of contemplating the body of a sleeping woman without the urgencies of desire or the obstacles of modesty. A body as provocative with clothes as without Age isn't how old you are but how old you feel. In the end, it is impossible not to become what others believe you are.

“Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.” --Gabriel Garcia Marquez "If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already." --Gabriel Garcia Marquez "He is ugly and sad...but he is all love" --Gabriel Garcia Marquez