Beyond happiness or unhappiness, though it is both things, love is intensity; it does not give us eternity but life, that second in which the doors of time and space open just a crack: here is there and now is always.

By suppressing differences and peculiarities, by eliminating different civilizations and cultures, progress weakens life and favors death

I don't believe that there are dangerous writers: the danger of certain books is not in the books themselves but in the passions of their readers.

Because two bodies, naked and entwined, leap over time, they are invulnerable, nothing can touch them, they return to the source. There is no you, no I, no tomorrow, no yesterday, no names, the truth of two in a single body, a single soul, oh total being.

Loving means getting rid of names.

My body, plowed by your body, will turn into a field where one is sown and a hundred reaped.

We are condemned to kill time, thus we die bit by bit.