It was a bombshell, ... These were some of my original, best findings, that showed Sartre's most inner self.

Didn't everyone want to write in Paris cafes amid the clatter of coffee cups and the hubbub of voices, and spend their summer in Rome in complicated but apparently harmonious foursomes? Who wanted monogamy when one could have freedom and stability, love affairs and commitment?

He's impatient with her for being lazy. He says she's neurotic, a drag.

We will lost everything that matters, or everything that matters will lose us. It is predestined, the nature of life.

Oh, yes. Rings, lots of rings. I'm like really into this ring thing with big chunky rings.

Everything looks cute when it's small.