From someone who doesn't want to share your destiny, you should neither accept a cigarette

For women, history does not exist. Murasaki, Sappho, and Madame Lafayette might be their own contemporaries.

The only way to escape the abyss is to look at it, gauge it, sound it out and descend into it.

But here's the worst part: the trick to life lies in hiding from those we hold most dear how much they mean to is; if not, we'd lose them.

We never remember days, only moments.

You need a village, if only for the pleasure of leaving it. A village means that you are not alone, knowing that in the people, the trees, the earth, there is something that belongs to you, waiting for you when you are not there.

It is not that the child lives in a world of imagination, but that the child within us survives and starts into life only at rare moments of recollection, which makes us believe, and it is not true, that, as children, we were imaginative?