“The questions I would have liked to ask people were: ‘Are you in love? What are you reading?”

“My love of pleasure seems to be the only consistent side of my character. Is it because I have not read enough?”

“The one thing I regret is that I will never have time to read all the books I want to read.”

“I did not find him absurd. I saw he was kind, that he was on the verge of real love. I thought it would be nice for me to be in love with him, too.”

“I have loved to the point of madness; that which is called madness, that which to me, is the only sensible way to love.”

“He refused categorically all ideas of fidelity or serious commitments. He explained that they were arbitrary and sterile. From anyone else such views would have shocked me, but I knew that in his case they did not exclude tenderness and devotion - feelings which came all the more easily to him since he was determined that they should be transient.”

“What you call types of mind are only mental ages.”