I have seen romanticism outlast the realistic. I have seen men forget the beautiful women they have possessed, forget the prostitutes, and remember the first woman they idolized, the woman they could never have. The woman who aroused them romantically holds them.

We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are." Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage "People living deeply have no fear of death.

The source of sexual power is curiosity, passion. You are watching its little flame die of asphyxiation.

I miss the animal buoyancy of New York, the animal vitality. I did not mind that it had no meaning and no depth.

The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic.

All that is sacred and taboo in the world are meaningless.

She was fully, painfully aware that very rarely did midnight strike in two hearts at once, very rarely did midnight arouse two different equal desires, and that any dislocation in this, any indifference, was an indication of disunity, of the difficulties, the impossibilities of fusion between two human beings.