He Who Awaits Much Can Expect Little.

Opened The Door A Crack Wide Enough For The Entire World To Pass Through .

He Would Wake For No Reason In The Middle Of The Night, And The Memory Of The Self-absorbed Love Was Revealed To Him For What It Was: A Pitfall Of Happiness That He Despised And Desired At The Same Time, But From Which It Was Impossible To Escape.

Very Well, I Will Marry You If You Promise Not To Make Me Eat Eggplant.

Give Me A Prejudice And I Will Move The World.

In Her Final Years She Would Still Recall The Trip That, With The Perverse Lucidity Of Nostalgia, Became More And More Recent In Her Memory.