What I cannot love, I overlook. Is that real friendship?

The bed must be a beautiful place, not only because you make love there but because you dream there as well.

In my childhood diary I wrote: “I have decided that it is better not to love anyone, because when you love people, then you have to be separated from them, and that hurts too much.

When one is pretending the entire body revolts.

If one's conscious life is too rigid, too regimented, then the surface may crack at times, and we are unprepared for the strange emotions or sensations we experience.

The creative personality never remains fixed on the first world it discovers. It never resigns itself to anything.

There is not one big cosmic meaning for all, there is only the meaning we each give to our life, an individual meaning, an individual plot, like an individual novel, a book for each person.