To What A Degree The Same Past

Envying Another Man's Happiness Is Madness; You Wouldn't Know What To Do With It If You Had It.

I Would Like The Events Never To Be Told Directly By The Author, But Rather To Be Introduced (and Several Times, From Various Angles) By Those Among The Characters On Whom They Will Have Had Any Effect. I Would Like Those Events, In The Account They Will Make Of Them, To Appear Slightly Distorted; A Kind Of Interest Stems, For The Reader, From The Simple Fact That He Should Need To Restore. The Story Requires His Collaboration In Order To Properly Take Shape.

There Is No Feeling So Simple That It Is Not Immediately Complicated And Distorted By Introspection.

It Is Often So: The Harder It Is To Hear, The More A Truth Is Worth Saying.

Be Faithful To That Which Exists Nowhere But In Yourself- And Thus Make Yourself Indispensable.