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A certain man once lost a diamond cuff-link in the wide blue sea, and twenty years later, on the exact day, a Friday apparently, he was eating a large fish - but there was no diamond inside. That’s what I like about coincidence.

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Time is rhythm: the insect rhythm of a warm humid night, brain ripple, breathing, the drum in my temple—these are our faithful timekeepers; and reason corrects the feverish beat.
The writer's job is to get the main character up a tree, and then once they are up there, throw rocks at them.
Only one letter divides the comic from the cosmic.
For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me. With every acquaintance I make, the population of phantoms resembling me increases. Somewhere they live, somewhere they multiply. I alone do not exist.
Words without experience are meaningless.
My mind speaks English, my heart speaks Russian, and my ear prefers French.
The contemplation of beauty, whether it be a uniquely tinted sunset, a radiant face, or a work of art, makes us glance back unwittingly at our personal past and juxtapose ourselves and our inner being with the utterly unattainable beauty revealed to us.
I am sufficiently proud of my knowing something to be modest about my not knowing all.
Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.
The good, the admirable reader identifies himself not with the boy or the girl in the book, but with the mind that conceived and composed that book.