Are you willing to be sponged out, erased, cancelled, made nothing? Are you willing to be made nothing? Dipped into oblivion? If not, you will never really change.

But then peace, peace! I am so mistrustful of it: so much afraid that it means a sort of weakness and giving in.

For us to go to Italy and to penetrate into Italy is like a most fascinating act of self-discovery

It's autumn and everybody feels like a disembodied spirit then.

I think New Mexico was the greatest experience from the outside world that I have ever had.

Can you understand how cruelly I feel the lack of friends who will believe in me a bit?

They wanted genuine intimacy, but they could not get even normally near to anyone, because they scorned to take the first steps, they scorned the triviality which forms common human intercourse.