“After another moment's silence she mumbled that I was peculiar, that that was probably why she loved me but that one day I might disgust her for the very same reason.”

“And it was like knocking four quick times on the door of unhappiness.” (A. Camus, 'The Stranger')

“I was assailed by memories of a life that wasn't mine anymore, but one in which I'd found the simplest and most lasting joys. (A. Camus, 'The Stranger')

"We tell ourselves that pestilence is a mere bogy of the mind, a bad dream that will pass away. But it doesn't always pass away and, from one bad dream to another, it is men who pass away." (A. Camus, 'The Plague')

“Like a dog!" he said, it was as if the shame of it should outlive him.” (F. Kafka, 'The Trial')

“I am a sick man.... I am a spiteful man." (F. Dostoevsky, 'Notes From the Underground')

“As if this great outburst of anger had purged all my ills, killed all my hopes, I looked up at the mass of signs and stars in the night sky and laid myself open for the first time to the benign indifference of the world- and finding it so much like myself, in fact so fraternal, I realized that I’d been happy, and that I was still happy. For the final consummation and for me to feel less lonely, my last wish was that there should be a crowd of spectators at my execution and that they should greet me with cries of hatred.” (A. Camus, 'The Stranger')

“Maman used to say that you can always find something to be happy about. In my prison, when the sky turned red and a new day slipped into my cell, I found out that she was right.” (A. Camus, 'The Stranger')

"“I know simply that the sky will last longer than I.” (A. Camus, 'The Myth Of The Sisyphus')

“What am I doing in this eternal winter?” (F. Kafka, 'A Country Doctor')

“Manuscripts don't burn!" (Mikhail Bulgakov, 'Master and Margarita')

“Since I met you, I've felt abandoned without your nearness; your nearness is all I ever dream of, the only thing.” (F. Kafka, 'The Castle')

“But what can be done, the one who loves must share the fate of the one he loves.” (Mikhail Bulgakov, 'Master and Margarita')

“Just like a murderer jumps out of nowhere in an alley, love jumped out in front of us and struck us both at once." (Mikhail Bulgakov, 'Master and Margarita')

“You misinterpret everything, even the silence.” (F. Kafka, 'The Castle')

“I'll go to bed, forget myself in sleep.” (Mikhail Bulgakov, 'Master and Margarita')

“A man's perishing here, a man's vanishing from his own sight here, and can't control himself--what sort of wedding can there be!” ( Fyodor Dostoevsky,"The Double")