I kept myself aloof from the world not because I had enemies, but because I had friends there. Not because they damaged me, as this happens usually, but because they thought I'm better than I really am. It was a lie that I could not stand.

“beaucoup de ces honnêtes gens sont des criminels qui s’ignorent.”

“He wasn’t even sure he was alive, because he was living like a dead man. Wherea…”

“For who would dare to assert that eternal happiness can compensate for a single…”

“For the first time in a long time I thought about Maman. I felt as if I underst…”