Since desire always goes towards that which is our direct opposite, it forces us to love that which will make us suffer.

If I fall asleep, it is because I am overloaded. I sleep because one hour with Henry contains five years of my life, and one phrase, one caress answers the expectations of a hundred nights. When I hear him laugh, I say, "I have heard Rabelais.". And I swallow his laughter like bread and wine.

Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go.

You cannot save people. You can only love them.

You carry away with you a reflection of me, a part of me. I dreamed you; I wished for your existence. You will always be a part of my life. If I love you, it must be because we shared, at some moment, the same imaginings, the same madness, the same stage.

The suppression of inner patterns in favor of patterns created by society is dangerous to us.

Sometimes I think of Paris not as a city but as a home.