I Believe That It Isn't Victories But

We're Not Stupid! We're Just Poor! And We Have A Right To Insist On This Distinction

With The Death Of My Father, It Wasn't Just The Objects Of Everyday Life That Had Changed; Even The Most Ordinary Street Scenes Had Become Irreplaceable Mementos Of A Lost World Whose Every Detail Figured In The Meaning Of The Whole.

In Fact, My Entire Childhood Consisted Of Looking At Photographs In Which The Viewer Sees The Ball Behind The Line, Looking Through The Goal Net, And The Poor Goalkeeper In Front Of The Net.

Immersing Oneself In The Problems Of A Book Is A Good Way To Keep From Thinking Of Love.

In Poetically Well Built Museums, Formed From The Heart's Compulsions, We Are Consoled Not By Finding In Them Old Objects That We Love, But By Losing All Sense Of Time.