There is a kind of universality in the human condition, masculine or feminine. That's one thing I continue to believe.

It is old age, rather than death, that is to be contrasted with life. Old age is life's parody, whereas death transforms life into a destiny: in a way it preserves it by giving it the absolute dimension. Death does away with time.

I was made for another planet altogether. I mistook the way.

A foreign country can best be understood through its literature.

A writer is hoisted up onto a pedestal only to scrutinize him more closely and conclude that it was a mistake to put him up there in the first place.

I could see no reason for being sad. It´s just that it makes me unhappy not to feel happy.

This is certainly a very tricky point: How to ally yourself to other leftist forces without losing your feminist specificity.