For me, beauty is always retreating from one’s grasp: the only thing I consider important is what existed once, or ought to have existed.

“I am one who has always been interested only in the edges, the outlying regions…”

“قرر أنّ يراقب بعناية كيف يمكن لشخص قريب إلى هذا الحد أنّ يقدر برمشة عين أن ينسحب …”

“Nobody even imagines how well one can lie about the state of one’s own heart.”

“People who wear only ready-made clothes are apt to doubt the very existence of …”