"Finally, the horizon stretched out infinitely before me and I felt utterly content looking at stars from afar and trying to make out all the variable, temporary, extinguished or faded stars. I was not..."
- Patrick Modiano
"That is her secret. A poor and precious secret that not even the executioners, the decrees, the occupying authorities, the Depot, the barracks, the camps, History, time-everything that defiles and des..."
"Nice is a city of ghosts and specters, but I hope not to become one of them right away."
"No. She told me she was going to marry him, to get French nationality . . . She was obsessed with getting a nationality..."
"I had walked over to the window and was looking down at the rails of the Montmartre funicular, the gardens of the Sacré Cœur and, further off, the whole of Paris, with its lights, its roofs, its shado..."