for ... austere and gracious allegory as for so much of its mysticism and its chivalry its ardours and its endurances the world is in debt to Spain.
Being a sick man is like being a log caught in a stream Gilles. All the straws gather around it.
But what was the desire of the flesh beside the desire of the mind?
Truth has as many coats as an onion ... and each one of them hollow when you peel it off.
Shipwreck in youth is sorrowful enough but one looks for storms at the spring equinox. Yet it is the September equinox that drowns.