No other human being, no woman, no poem or music, book or painting can replace alcohol in its power to give man the illusion of real creation.

No other human being, no woman, no poem or music, book or painting can replace alcohol in its power to give man the illusion of real creation.

She says people ought to learn to live like them, with the body abandoned in a wilderness, and in the mind the memory of a single kiss, a single word, a single look to stand for a whole love.

I've forgotten the words with which to tell you. I knew them once, but I've forgotten them, and now I'm talking to you without them.

The solitude of writing is a solitude without which writing could not be produced, or would crumble, drained bloodless by the search for something else to write.

That she had so completely recovered her sanity was a source of sadness to her. One should never be cured of one's passion.

It's only women who are not really quite women at all, frivolous women who have no idea, who neglect repairs.