When she closed her eyes she felt he had many hands, which touched her everywhere, and many mouths, which passed so swiftly over her, and with a wolflike sharpness, his teeth sank into her fleshiest parts. Naked now, he lay his full length over her. She enjoyed his weight on her, enjoyed being crushed under his body. She wanted him soldered to her, from mouth to feet. Shivers passed through her body.

When others asked the truth of me, I was convinced it was not the truth they wanted, but an illusion they could bear to live with.

No one should be forced to carry the unfulfilled self of another.

The creative personality never remains fixed on the first world it discovers. It never resigns itself to anything.

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.

Violence is a symptom of impotence.

I cannot concentrate all my friendship on any single one of my friends because no one is complete enough in himself.