All psychological research is completely barred by the interpretations of the psychoanalysts. Everything happens in the unconscious, and I don't know what this unconscious is.

Suspicion is one of the morbid reactions by which an organism defends itself and seeks another equilibrium.

Those who live in a world of human beings can only retrace their steps.

Women have seen that they have locked themselves up with feminist writing.

It's a question of not copying the masters, to look for something, good or bad, for oneself. To enter this liberated state of mind, one cannot copy the others.

For me, the poetry in a work is that which makes visible the invisible.

I have never sought the reason why I write.