To Study In Paris Is To Be

A Man Trying To Escape Never Thinks Himself Sufficiently Concealed.

The Death Agony Of The Barricade Was About To Begin.for, Since The Preceding Evening, The Two Rows Of Houses In The Rue De La Chanvrerie Had Become Two Walls; Ferocious Walls, Doors Closed, Windows Closed, Shutters Closed. A House Is An Escarpment, A Door Is A Refusal, A Facade Is A Wall. This Wall Hears, Sees And Will Not. It Might Open And Save You. No. This Wall Is A Judge. It Gazes At You And Condemns You. What Dismal Things Are Closed Houses.

When We Are At The End Of Life, To Die Means To Go Away; When We Are At The Beginning, To Go Away Means To Die.

To Lie A Little Is Not Possible: He Who Lies, Lies The Whole Lie.

Women Play With Their Beauty As Children Do With Their Knives. They Wound Themselves With It.