Anxiety is loves greatest killer.

We celebrate peace. Yet we pay no attention to the ways of curing aggression in human beings. And when one sees in psychoanalysis hostility disappearing as people conquer their fears, one wonders if the cure is not there.

There is an ugliness in being paid for work one does not like.

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

They courted the face on the screen, the face of translucence, the face of wax on which men found it possible to imprint the image of their fantasy.

Violence is a symptom of impotence.

I prefer empty cages, Sabina, until I find a unique bird I once saw in my dreams.