“What everyone forgets is that passion is not merely a heightened sensual fusion but a way of life which produces, as in the mystics, an ecstatic awareness of the whole of life.”

The value of the personal relationship to all things is that it creates intimacy and intimacy creates understanding and understanding creates love.

How wrong it is for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it herself.

I will not adjust myself to the world. I am adjusted to myself.

You fall in love with people’s minds.

I am a winged creature who is too rarely allowed to use its wings. Ecstasies do not occur often enough.

Willingness to explore everything is a sign of strength. The weak ones have prejudices. Prejudices are a protection.

Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.

I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.

Nature forms us for ourselves, not for others; to be, not to seem.

My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I can’t be loved as I am.

I love your silences, they are like mine.

We are cruel when someone refuses to play the role in which we have cast him. We judge a person only according to his relationship towards us.

Your eyes make me shy.