In bed my real love has always been the sleep that rescued me by allowing me to dream.
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Each of us, face to face with other men, is clothed with some sort of dignity, but we know only too well all the unspeakable things that go on in the heart.
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When the characters are really alive before their author, the latter does nothing but follow them in their action, in their words, in the situations which they suggest to him.
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I would love to spend all my time writing to you; I'd love to share with you all that goes through my mind, all that weighs on my heart, all that gives air to my soul; phantoms of art, dreams that would be so beautiful if they could come true.
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Whatever is a reality today, whatever you touch and believe in and that seems real for you today, is going to be -- like the reality of yesterday -- an illusion tomorrow.
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You too must not count too much on your reality as you feel it today, since like yesterday, it may prove an illusion for you tomorrow.
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You see things and you say 'Why' But I dream things that never were and I say 'Why not'
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When you say you are in love with humanity, you are well satisfied with yourself.
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