What I cannot love, I overlook. Is that real friendship?
Sometimes we reveal ourselves when we are least like ourselves.
The earth is heavy and opaque without dreams.
There is a resemblance between men and women, not a contrast. When a man begins to recognize his feeling, the two unite. When men accept the sensitive side of themselves, they come alive.
I prefer empty cages, Sabina, until I find a unique bird I once saw in my dreams.
Every individual is representative of the whole . . . and should be intimately understood, and this would give a far greater understanding of mass movements and sociology.