What do you think?
Rate this book


221 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1963
André withdrew from the window and sat down in an easy chair. Again, sounds came from the dining room, but André remained indifferent. “Wings of love,” he repeated to himself. “Where have I read about wings?”
And he recalled reading about several species of ant, which, during the mating season, grow wings and rise into the air, only then to fall and perish by the thousand. “And then there are the drones,” thought André, “who fly after the queen; the weak are the first to be left behind, then others – until only one, the best and the strongest, reaches her. There they are, those wings of love.
For many years, since he had become a beggar, one of the peculiarities of his existence had consisted in the fact that he had almost ceased speaking, not only because he lacked the urge to do so, but also because there was no necessity. Words and their meaning had long since lost for him their former value, as had everything that preceded his current life.