We're like so many puppets hung on the wall, waiting for someone to come and move us or make us talk.
The secret of living is to find a pivot, the pivot of a concept on which you can make your stand.
As soon as one is born, one starts dying.
I am an "unrealized" character, dramatically speaking.
We think we understand each other, but we never really do.
I would love to spend all my time writing to you; I'd love to share with you all that goes through my mind, all that weighs on my heart, all that gives air to my soul; phantoms of art, dreams that would be so beautiful if they could come true.