History is a great cemetery: men, deeds, ideas are always dying as soon as they are born.

I think that Freud understood absolutely nothing about women - as he himself said.

I have never read a really good novel written by a man where women are portrayed as they truly are. They can be portrayed externally very well - Stendhal's Madame de Renal, for example - but only as seen from the outside.

Christianity gave eroticism its savor of sin and legend when it endowed the human female with a soul.

Life is occupied in both perpetuating itself and in surpassing itself; if all it does is maintain itself, then living is only not dying.

If you live long enough, you'll see that every victory turns into a defeat.

It's important that you think of your relationship with the world and the way you can express that world and that you not be stopped if it scandalizes or embarrasses; but you must not look for scandal or for the avant-garde as a thing in itself.