to have a crisis, and act upon it, is one thing. To dwell in perpetual crisis is another.
My mother was my first jealous lover.
Italy offers one the most priceless of all one's possessions - one's own soul.
One feels a quickening of the pulse when one crosses a border.
All acts performed in the world begin in the imagination.
Fantasies are more than substitutes for unpleasant reality; they are also dress rehearsals, plans. All acts performed in the world begin in the imagination.