“It was long since I had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible.”

“What I need now is stories, it took me a long time to know that, and I'm not sure of it.”

“The little cloud drifting before their glorious sun will darken the earth as long as I please.”

“No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found.”

“But it is useless to dwell on this period of my life. If I go on long enough calling that my life I'll end up by believing it.”

“All life long, the same questions, the same answers.”

“How long have I been here, what a question, I've often wondered. And often I could answer, An hour, a month, a year, a century, depending on what I meant by here, and me, and being, and there I never went looking for extravagant meanings, there I never much varied, only the here would sometimes seem to vary. ”