Perhaps someone will have seen mine, the one I’m waiting for, just as I saw him, in a ditch when his hands were making their last appeal and his eyes no longer could see. Someone who will never know what that man was to me; someone whose name I’ll never know.
Marguerite DurasWhen you wept it was just over yourself and not because of the marvelous impossibility of reaching her through the difference that separates you.
Marguerite DurasIt's afterwards you realize that the feeling of happiness you had with a man didn't necessarily prove that you loved him.
Marguerite DurasThe thing that's between us is fascination, and the fascination resides in our being alike. Whether you're a man or a woman, the fascination resides in finding out that we're alike.
Marguerite Duras