My parents took an interest in nothing, at home no books, no records. My mother and my father are the emblem of indifference, dryness and bad taste. My father is also terribly stingy, in life as well as in feelings: I have never seen him filling up the bathtub.
“If I have made an appointment with you, I owe you punctuality, I have no right to throw away your time, if I do my own.”
“Good men are the stars, the planets of the ages wherein they live, and illustrate the times.”