I Had The Whole Sky In My

The End Of Their Passion Consists Of Loving Uselessly At The Moment When It Is Pointless.

She Was Waiting, But She Didn't Know For What. She Was Aware Only Of Her Solitude, And Of The Penetrating Cold, And Of A Greater Weight In The Region Of Her Heart.

My Profession Lent Itself Nicely To My Vocation For Heights. It Freed Me Of Any Bitterness Towards My Fellow Men, Who Were Alwaysin My Debt, Without My Owing Them Anything. It Placed Me Above The Judge Whom, I In Turn Judged, Above The Defendant Whom I Forced Into Gratitude.

There Can Be No True Goodness, Nor True Love, Without The Utmost Clear-sightedness.

What Doesn't Kill You Make You Stronger And Stronger