Everything, Even Herself, Was Now Unbearable To

She Wanted To Die, But She Also Wanted To Live In Paris.

To Be Simple Is No Small Matter.

Are The Days Of Winter Sunshine Just As Sad For You, Too? When It Is Misty, In The Evenings, And I Am Out Walking By Myself, It Seems To Me That The Rain Is Falling Through My Heart And Causing It To Crumble Into Ruins.

She Would Have Liked Not To Be Alive, Or To Be Always Asleep.

There Are Some Men Whose Only Mission Among Others Is To Act As Intermediaries; One Crosses Them Like Bridges And Keeps Going.