It takes as much courage to have tried and failed as it does to have tried and succeeded.

One must go through periods of numbness that are harder to bear than grief.

It is only in solitude that I ever find my own core.

What release to write so that one forgets oneself, forgets one's companion, forgets where one is or what one is going to do next to be drenched in sleep or in the sea. Pencils and pads and curling blue sheets alive with letters heap up on the desk.

Women need solitude in order to find again the true essence of themselves.

Marriage is tough, because it is woven of all these various elements, the weak and the strong. "In love-ness" is fragile for it is woven only with the gossamer threads of beauty. It seems to me absurd to talk about "happy" and "unhappy" marriages.

And one perfect day can give clues for a more perfect life.