We don't see things as they are, we see them as we ... believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.

... America is the greatest humiliator in existence. It is always cultivating the power you get from humiliating others.

In New York the acoustics are good for laughter, for life is all external, all action, no thought, no meditation, no dreaming, no reflection, only the exuberance of action.

The one who travels like a lover searching for a new passion is suddenly blessed with new eyes, new ears, new senses.

You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living.

There is an ugliness in being paid for work one does not like.

Nothing endures unless it has first been transposed into a myth, and the great advantage of myths is that they are ladies with portable roots.