The Questions I Would Have Liked To

Love Lasts About Seven Years. That's How Long It Takes For The Cells Of The Body To Totally Replace Themselves.

I Did Not Find Him Absurd. I Saw He Was Kind, That He Was On The Verge Of Real Love. I Thought It Would Be Nice For Me To Be In Love With Him, Too.

I've Often Found Myself Preferring Second-rate People To Supposedly Superior People, Simply And Solely Because Of Their Uncontrollable Tendency To Bang Themselves Against The Sides Of Life's Vast Lampshade Like Fireflies Or Moths.

After Proust, There Are Certain Things That Simply Cannot Be Done Again. He Marks Off For You The Boundaries Of Your Talent.

The Questions I Would Have Liked To Ask People Were: ‘are You In Love? What Are You Reading?