Now that we know where we’re going, let’s go there. It’s so nice to know where you’re going, in the early stages. It almost rids you of the wish to go there.
We were so old, she and I, she had had me so young, that we were like a couple of old cronies, sexless, unrelated, with the same memories, the same rancours, the same expectations.
I must have been on the top, or on the slopes, of some considerable eminence, for otherwise how could I have seen, so far away, so near at hand, so far beneath, so many things, fixed and moving.
To him who has nothing it is forbidden not to relish filth.
Yes strange darkness best and the darker the worse.
Let me hear nothing of the moon, in my night there is no moon, and if it happens that I speak of the stars it is by mistake.
An instant of silence, as when the conductor taps on his stand, raises his arms, before the unanswerable clamour.