The unconscious can become destructive if it is disregarded and thwarted.
Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together.
Violence is a symptom of impotence.
Then at certain moments I remember one of his words and I suddenly feel the sensual woman flaring up, as if violently caressed. I say the word to myself, with joy. It is at such a moment that my true body lives.
To think of him in the middle of the day lifts me out of ordinary living.
To lie, of course, is to engender insanity.