There aren't many modern novels that can truly capture the reader, and daunt, mystify, and drive the poor reader mad, and keep him coming back for more. It squirmed between legs, evaded capture, squealed a lot. People fell over trying to grasp it, and we were made to look ridiculous in the process. The past often seems to behave like that piglet. You cannot hold out against certain winds.
Tears are to the heart what water is to a fish.
Next to not living with those one loves, the worst torture is living with those one doesn't love. Women scheme when they are weak, they lie out of fear. Men scheme when they are strong, they lie out of arrogance. Don't look at me, that's misleading. If you want to know what I'm like, wait until we're in a tunnel, and then study my reflection in the window.