Your strength is soft, indirect, delicate, tender, womanly. But it is strength just the same.

The self is merely the lens through which we see others and the world.

It is my secrecy which makes you unhappy, my evasions, my silences. And so I have found a solution. Whenever you get desperate with my mysteries, my ambiguities, here is a set of Chinese puzzle boxes. You have always said that I was myself a Chinese puzzle box. When you are in the mood and I baffle your love of confidences, your love of openness, your love of sharing experiences, then open one of the boxes. And in it you will find a story, a story about me and my life. Do you like this idea? Do you think it will help us to live together?

she acquired the certainty of the expansion of time by depth of emotion, range and infinite multiplicity of experience.

Tropical nights are hammocks for lovers.

Life is so fluid that one can only hope to capture the living moment, to capture it alive and fresh ... without destroying that moment.

My life is not possible to tell. I change every day, change my patterns, my concepts, my interpretations. I am a series of moods and sensations. I play a thousand roles. I weep when I find others play them for me. My real self is unknown. My work is merely an essence of this vast and deep adventure.