She had acquired some of his gypsy ways, some of his nonchalance, his bohemian indiscipline. She had swung with him into the disorders of strewn clothes, spilled cigarette ashes, slipping into bed all dressed, falling asleep thus, indolence, timelessness...A region of chaos and moonlight. She liked it there.

Violence is a symptom of impotence.

If a person continues to see giants, it means he is still looking at the world through the eyes of a child.

Warmth, perfume, rugs, soft lights, books. They do not appease me. I am aware of time passing, of all the world contains that I have not seen, of all the interesting people I have not met.

I see enormous loves growing immense and finally crushing me.

Dreams are essential to life.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.