If what Proust says is true, that happiness is the absence of fever, then I will never know happiness. For I am possessed by a fever for knowledge, experience, and creation.

The unknown was my compass. The unknown was my encyclopedia. The unnamed was my science and progress.

I don't mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated

Woman does not forget she needs the fecundator, she does not forget that everything that is born of her is planted in her.

The value of the personal relationship to all things is that it creates intimacy and intimacy creates understanding and understanding creates love.

I know no joy as great as a moment of rushing into a new love, no ecstasy like that of a new love.

Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the marvelous.