THE BOY RODE ALONG THROUGH THE DESERT FOR SEVERAL hours, listening avidly to what his heart had to say. It was his heart that would tell him where his treasure was hidden. “Where your treasure is, there also will be your heart,” the alchemist had told him. But his heart was speaking of other things.

I think maybe the English don&#39;t want to try something and look stupid, because they are a bit reserved.

That's just the way: a person does a low-down thing, and then he don't want to take no consequences of it. Thinks as long as he can hide it, it ain't no disgrace.

My memory of men is never lit up and illuminated like my memory of women.

Written By Marguerite Duras

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