Grief can't be shared. Everyone carries it alone. His own burden in his own way.

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

Nothing feeds the center of being so much as creative work. The curtain of mechanization has come down between the mind and the hand.

The ball of rumor and criticism, once it starts rolling, is difficult to stop.

We insist on permanency, on continuity, when the only continuity possible is in growth, in freedom, in the sense that the dancers are free, barely touching as they pass but partners in the same pattern. The only real security in a relationship lies neither in looking back in nostalgia, nor forward with dread or anticipation, but living in the present and accepting the relationship as it is now.

The collector walks with blinders on; he sees nothing but the prize. In fact, the acquisitive instinct is incompatible with true appreciation of beauty.

The most exhausting thing in life, I have discovered, is being insincere. That is why so much of social life is exhausting; one is wearing a mask. I have shed my mask.