“[He] went on to say that during all those years he had done nothing at all, that all he had felt had been a need to live, to live actively, violently, noisily, a need to sing, to make music, to roam the woods, to drink a little too much and get involved in a brawl.” LifeLiving Book:Pages from the Goncourt Journals Source: Pages from the Goncourt Journals
“Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists... When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.” IfsLoveLifeFeelsFirstsHas BeensTwoBookTodayLostHalfImagineSadnessSadAbsenceVolumeMissing SomeoneIncompleteOther HalfFeeling LonelyLack Of LoveIncompletenessAbsence Love Author:Edmond de Goncourt
