“You have to be very fond of men. Very, very fond. You have to be very fond of them to love them. Otherwise they're simply unbearable.”

“Dont be afraid anymore. Not of anyone. Not of anything. Nothing. Ever again. Listen to me: not ever again.”

“The woman is the home. That's where she used to be, and that's where she still is. You might ask me, What if a man tries to be part of the home -- will the woman let him? I answer yes. Because the ...”

“You think of outside your room, of the streets of the town, the lonely little squares over by the station, of those winter Saturdays all alike.”

“I often think of the image only I can see now, and of which Ive never spoken. Its always there, in the same silence, amazing. Its the only image of myself I like, the only one in which I recognize ...”

“You ask: Why is the malady of death fatal? She answers: Because whoever has it doesn't know he's a carrier, of death. And also because he's like to die without any life to die to, and without evn k...”

“Absence makes the heart grow fonder, but it sure makes the rest of you lonely.”

“For Beatrice, when we first met, I was lonely, and you were pretty.Now I am pretty lonely.”

“I missed him so much that it felt like a physical pain in the area below my ribs. I opened my mouth to accommodate it. I put my hand to it. A hollow, aching, piercing place.”

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that youve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you sa...”

“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there i...”

“I feel a sadness I expected and which comes only from myself. I say Ive always been sad. That I can see the same sadness in photos of myself when I was small. That today, recognizing it as the sadn...”

“I feel a sadness I expected and which comes only from myself. I say I’ve always been sad. That I can see the same sadness in photos of myself when I was small. That today, recognizing it as the sad...”