William

“Au milieu de l'hiver, j'ai découvert en moi un invincible été.”
― Albert Camus

“Before reaching the final line, however, he had already understood that he would never leave that room, for it was foreseen that the city of mirrors (or mirages) would be wiped out by the wind and exiled from the memory of men at the precise moment
when Aureliano Babilonia would finish deciphering the parchments, and that everything written on them was unrepeatable since time immemorial and forever more, because races condemned to one hundred years of solitude did not have a second opportunity on earth.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“Very early in my life it was too late.”
― Marguerite Duras, The Lover

“La politique au milieu des intérêts d'imagination, c'est un coup de pistolet au milieu d'un concert.”
― Stendhal