A man is whole only when he takes into account his shadow.
I have been loved,′ she said, ’by something strange, and it has forgotten me.
We are adhering to life now with our last muscle – the heart.
Her heavy peasant face was fringed by a bang of red hair like a woolen table-spread, a color at once strange and attractive, an obstinate color, a color that seemed to make Lena feel something alien and bad-tempered had settled over her forehead...
Let us put it the other way, the Lutheran or Protestant church versus the Catholic. The Catholic is the girl that you love so much that she can lie to you, and the Protestant is the girl that loves you so much that you can lie to her, and pretend a lot that you do not feel.
Time is a great conference planning our end, and youth is only the past putting a leg forward.
Our bones ache only while the flesh is on them.