The truth is, I hoped the cure would dislike me. I tried to think of disagreeable things to say to him — I could hit on nothing that wasn't charming.… - André Gide

I do not want to recollect. I should be afraid of preventing the future and of allowing the past to encroach on me. It is out of the utter forgetfulness of yesterday that I create every new hour's freshness. It is never enough for me to have been happy. I do not believe in dead things and cannot distinguish between being no more and never having been.

The fear of finding oneself alone – that is what they suffer from – and so they don’t find themselves at all.

He let Julius go. There was beginning to rise in him a feeling of profound disgust — a kind of hatred almost, of himself, of Julius, of everything.