Ordinary life does not interest me.

All the art of analysis consists in saying a truth only when the other person is ready for it, has been prepared for it by an organic process of gradation and evolution.

I disregard the proportions, the measures, the tempo of the ordinary world. I refuse to live in the ordinary world as ordinary women. To enter ordinary relationships. I want ecstasy. I am a neurotic — in the sense that I live in my world. I will not adjust myself to the world. I am adjusted to myself.

I wanted to remember in order to be able to return.

Truth is something which can't be told in a few words. Those who simplify the universe only reduce the expansion of its meaning.

atrophy of feeling creates criminals.

Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.