All my life, I've been frightened at the moment I sit down to write.
A person does not belong to a place until there is someone dead under the ground.
Don't open that door," she said. "The hallway is full of difficult dreams." And I asked her: "How do you know?" And she told me: "Because I was there a moment ago and I had to come back when I discovered I was sleeping on my heart.
Children's lies are signs of great talent.
The anxiety of falling in love could not find repose except in bed.
For you was I born, for you do I have life, for you will I die, for you am I now dying.