Our only real pleasure is to squander our resources to no purpose, just as if a wound were bleeding away inside us; we always want to be sure of the uselessness or the ruinousness of our extravagance....
A la rigueur, je suis heureux qu'on ait à rire de ma tristesse : seul m'entend celui dont le cœur est blessé d'une incurable blessure, telle que jamais nul n'en voulut guérir...
She was crying, with wild entreaty, the way one vomits.
In what will survive me
Only literature could reveal the process of breaking the law –without which the law would have no end –independently of the necessity to create order. Literature cannot assume the task of regulating c...
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