I think more and more people want to live alone. You can be a couple without being in each other's pockets. I don't see why you have to share the same bathroom.

I have always had the urge to open forbidden doors: with a curiosity and an obstinacy that verge on masochism.

It's like climbing a staircase. I'm on the top of the staircase, I look behind me and I see the steps. That's where I was.

For me it's not possible to forget, and I don't understand people who, when the love is ended, can bury the other person in hatred or oblivion. For me, a man I have loved becomes a kind of brother.

One thing you have to give up is attaching importance to what people see in you.

If you want to live your life through to the end, you have to live dangerously.

nothing is more like truth than a lie, don't you find?