What matters is the imaginative truth.

I am not kind, I cut people off as with shears and I drop them like nettles.

It was the first time that I came face to face with madness and feared it and was fascinated by it.

it is not good to repudiate the dead because then they do not leave you alone, they are like dogs that bark intermittently at night.

I always want to be in love, always. It's like being a tuning fork.

never forget this moment, the hum of the bee, the saffron threads of the flower, the drawn blinds, nature's assiduousness and human cruelty.

The vote means nothing to women. We should be armed.