“Sisterly love is, of all sentiments, the most abstract. Nature does not grant it any functions.”
I think the family is the place where the most ridiculous and least respectable things in the world go on.
When I say I, I mean a thing absolutely unique, not to be confused with any other.
There is always a certain peace in being what one is, in being that completely.
A vague uneasiness; the police. It’s like when you suddenly understand you have to undress in front of the doctor.
Memories are like stones, time and distance erode them like acid