That Parasite: The Past.

One Is Not Oneself Every Day-fortunately.

Indiscretion Has Always Seemed To Me To Be One Of The Privileges Of Tact.

All Expression, All Art, Is An Indiscretion We Commit Against Ourselves. This Is Not An 'impoverishment' But An Increase In Wealth, For It Is In This Way That We Make The Short Hours Of Our Lives Live On Beyond Themselves.

Renouncement: The Heroism Of Mediocrity.

A Good Book Is Never Exhausted; We Are Never Exhausted By A Good Book.