Then I fell sick, I was delirious, driven mad by fear, they said at the hospital. Maybe so. The best thing to do when you’re in this world, don’t you agree, is to get out of it. Crazy or not, scared or not.
Inconsistency. Characters in a novel or a play who act all the way through exactly as one expects them to …. This consistency of theirs, which is held up to our admiration, is on the contrary the very thing which makes us recognize that they are artificially composed.
Inserted in each year were widowed days
Slow bloody Fridays filled with funerals
Of whites and blacks conquered by skies that rained
Whenever the devil’s wife had beaten her man
Intercalées dans l’an c’étaient les journées veuves
Les vendredis sanglants et lents d’enterrements
De blancs et de tout noirs vaincus des cieux qui pleuvent
Quand la femme du diable a battu son amant
…he continued to be fascinated by the idea of the city at night, by the potential for revelation contained by darkness.