Living Is A Horizontal Fall.

What Uniform Can I Wear To Hide My Heavy Heart? It Is Too Heavy. It Will Always Show. Jacques Felt Himself Growing Gloomy Again. He Was Well Aware That To Live On Earth A Man Must Follow Its Fashions, And Hearts Were No Longer Worn.

Not Only Should You Not Accept A Prize. You Should Not Try To Deserve One Either.

Poetry Is A Religion With No Hope.

Continue Reading Proust. His Magnificent Intelligence Is Particularly Fond Of Describing Stupidity. Which Is Ultimately Exhausting.

When A Work Appears To Be Ahead Of Its Time, It Is Only The Time That Is Behind The Work.