I can’t let you go now. I want to go places with you; obscure little places, just to be able to say: here I came with her.

It is a sign of great inner insecurity to be hostile to the unfamiliar.

I don't tell the truth any more to those who can't make use of it. I tell it mostly to myself, because it always changes me.

I am only responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ

Sexual intercourse... a joyous, joyous, joyous, joyous impaling of woman on man's sensual mast.

... and the very folds of the curtains contained secrets and sighs.

I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly.