“He walked toward the corner, thinking little at all about nothing in particular.”

“Thinking little at all about nothing in particular.”

“Do you really think that I don’t have anything better to do than to spend my time thinking about you? Digging up a little of the goods on Luc Martineau?”Fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes and he laughed. “Sweetheart, there is nothing little about Luc’s goods.”

“Let us freely walk in the countryside, like a horse peacefully walking towards sunset without any particular purpose!”

“he had been making an unsuccessful effort to write something about nothing in particular”

“He knew he was going to die but he thought this little thing might provide him with a nothing stool way off in the corner of heaven reserved for fools, people too stupid to come out of the rain. People got to that corner by heaven's back door.”