“Now the night's breath responds to the sea, which I can scarcely hear from here, as it reminisces about its shipwrecks.”

“Tonight the thoughts of the dead are turning back to the earth.”

“I gazed upon the earth and saw that a body, in its tender faithlessness, had located it in the sky. A splendid scarf of blood, looming above the abyss.”

“The constant reprimands made me hyperconscious of my own performance, and so instead of getting rid of self, I had become embedded in the egoism I was supposed to transcend. Now I was beginning to ...”

“Silence is the mother of truth.”

“Silence is a powerful tool.”

“The stars were extra bright tonight, and they shone and glimmered as if each one had something it wanted to say.”

“I was a teen star. That's disgusting enough.”

“Architecture is a rare collective profession: it's always exercised by groups. There is an essential modesty, which is a complete contradiction to the notion of a star.”

“Words are wind.”

“Words are wind, and the wind from Manderly's mouth means no more than the wind escaping his bottom.”

“I love the feeling of the fresh air on my face and the wind blowing through my hair.”