Houses turn to corpses overnight when we cease to live and love in them.

Every individual is representative of the whole . . . and should be intimately understood, and this would give a far greater understanding of mass movements and sociology.

Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.

It is in the movements of emotional crisis that human beings reveal themselves most accurately.

In chaos, there is fertility.

I am only responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ

The one who travels like a lover searching for a new passion is suddenly blessed with new eyes, new ears, new senses.