The best thing to do against life was to fold the paper so that it made a perfect
square, crisp, thick, impervious even to life.

“Los ojos de los otros, nuestras prisiones; sus pensamientos, nuestras jaulas.”

“As a cloud crosses the sun, silence falls on London; and falls on the mind. Eff…”

“I worship you, but I loathe marriage. I hate its smugness, its safety, its comp…”

“He soon perceived, however, that the battles which Sir Miles and therest had wa…”