I wanted to remember in order to be able to return.

gold never comes to the dreamers - except in dreams.

We do not see the world as it is. We see the word as we are.

Ordinary life does not interest me.

In music I feel most deeply the passing of things.

I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness.

When I don't write, I feel my world shrink. I lose my fire, my color.