I need the reality of other people, work, to fulfill myself. Must never become a mere mother and housewife.
If every soldier refused to take arms ... there would be no wars; but no one has the courage to be the first to live according to Christ and Socrates, because in a world of opportunists they would be martyred.
We stayed at home to write, to consolidate our outstretched selves.
The artist's life nourishes itself on the particular, the concrete.
I deserve that, don't I, some sort of blazing love that I can live with.
I wish you’d find the exit out of my head.