I don't tell the truth any more to those who can't make use of it. I tell it mostly to myself, because it always changes me.

The dream has to be translated into reality.

The impetus to grow and live intensely is so powerful in me I cannot resist it. I will work, I will love my husband, but I will fulfill myself.

I prefer empty cages, Sabina, until I find a unique bird I once saw in my dreams.

Poverty is the great reality. That is why the artist seeks it.

Those who cannot live fully often become destroyers of life.

Three or four threads may be agitated, like telegraph wires, at the same time, and if I were to tap them all I would reveal such a mixture of innocence and duplicity, generosity and calculation, fear and courage, I cannot tell the whole truth simply because I would have to write four journals at once.