As an experience, madness is terrific ... and in its lava I still find most of the things I write about.

I detest the masculine point of view. I am bored by his heroism, virtue, and honour. I think the best these men can do is not talk about themselves anymore.

I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.

Fear no more, says the heart, committing its burden to some sea, which sighs collectively for all sorrows, and renews, begins, collects, lets fall

These are the soul's changes. I don't believe in ageing. I believe in forever altering one's aspect to the sun. Hence my optimism.

... why do people who live in the country always give themselves such airs?

The older one grows, the more one likes indecency.