The shadow escapes from the body like an animal we had been sheltering.

Bring something incomprehensible into the world!

The shadow should be the same length as the body

Every man carries with him through life a mirror, as unique and impossible to get rid of as his shadow.

A shadow is never created in darkness. It is born of light. We can be blind to it and blinded by it. Our shadow asks us to look at what we don't want to see. If we refuse to face our shadow, it will project itself on someone else so we have no choice but to engage.

Ours is a precarious language, as every writer knows, in which the merest shadow line often separates affirmation from negation, sense from nonsense, and one sex from the other