Reid

“And as for him, it would be enough to make her understand that this was the smile she had seen the other evening near the building site and that it hadn't been interrupted because of any willingness on his part not to allow it to appear, but that in reality it had never ceased flowing between them, an invisible spring, from the very first.”
― Marguerite Duras, Des journées entières dans les arbres

“The thing that you love with a violent passion always kills you in the end.”
― Guy de Maupassant, A Night in Paris

“Had I not learnt lately that death is not something that happens at the end of our life? It is imprisonment in one moment of time, confinement in one sharp uncompromising deed or aspect or ourselves. Death is exclusion from renewal of our present-day selves.”
― Laurens van der Post, The Seed and the Sower

“I drink to the victory of the mind over the millions.”
― Guy de Maupassant, Bel-Ami