I can elect something I love and absorb myself in it.

Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.

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

The love of only one man or one woman is an enclosure.

We do not escape into philosophy, psychology, and art--we go there to restore our shattered selves into whole ones.

Warmth, perfume, rugs, soft lights, books. They do not appease me. I am aware of time passing, of all the world contains that I have not seen, of all the interesting people I have not met.

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