“I was irritated by the way he conflated his own shifting needs with an impersonal destiny. I want it, therefore...it's in the stars!”
“We are star stuff which has taken its destiny into its own hands.”
“The boy told himself that, on the way toward realizing his own destiny, he had learned all he needed to know, and had experienced everything he might have dreamed of.”
“...since I realized that he (Picasso) lived in a self-enclosed world and that his solitude was therefore total, I wanted to explore my own solitude.”
“Lady Aquitaine sighed. “Then it all hinges on Scipio. He has a rather irritating talent for impersonating a fulcrum.”
“That's how they say it: He loves you in his own way. Well, what about my way? What if I need for him to love me in my way?”