Sonja

“We’re united in a fundamental shame at having to live. It’s here we are at the heart of our common fate, the fact that all three of us are our mother’s children, the children of a candid creature murdered by society. We’re on the side of the society which has reduced her to despair. Because of what’s been done to our mother, so amiable, so trusting, we hate life, we hate ourselves.”
― Marguerite Duras, The Lover

“I loved him, it seemed, forever, and nothing new could happen to that love. I'd forgotten about death.”
― Marguerite Duras, The Lover

“The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.”
― Marguerite Duras, The Lover

“It's in this valour, human, absurd, that I see true grace.”
― Marguerite Duras, The Lover