On a toujours besoin d'un saint au paradis pour s'orienter dans l'opacité calculée du monde d'ici-bas, et Nino, bien qu'étranger à toute sainteté, m'avait aidée. Maintenant que les saints étaient tombés en enfer, je n'avais personne à qui m'adresser pour avoir de ses nouvelles.
So much fuss about the greatness of this one and that one, but what virtue is there in being born with certain qualities, it's like admiring the bingo basket when you shake it and good numbers come out.
To write, you have to want something to survive you. I don't even have the desire to live, I've never had it strongly the way you have. If I could eliminate myself now, while we're speaking, I'd be more than happy. Imagine if I'm going to start writing.