“...the borders he respected were the borders of dreams, the misty borders of love and indifference, the borders of courage and fear, the golden borders of ethics.”
“I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know.Twilight is the border between day and night, and the shore is the border between sea and land. The border is longing: when both have fallen in love but still haven't said anything. The border is to be on the way. It is the way that is the most important thing.”
“Some were brilliant bordering on genius. Others, genius bordering on madness”
“I regard you with an indifference closely bordering on aversion.”
“Every passion borders on the chaotic, but the collector's passion borders on the chaos of memories.”
“At what exact moment did the real turn into the unreal, reality into reverie? Where was the border? Where is the border?”