“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.”

Dreams are necessary to life.

Experience teaches acceptance of the imperfect as life.

Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.

I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness. In reality those who satisfy me are those who simply allow me to live with my ”idea of them.

Good things happen to those who hustle.

I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.

Violence is a symptom of impotence.

You have a right to experiment with your life. You will make mistakes. And they are right too.

I hate men who are afraid of women’s strength.

For you and for me the highest moment, the keenest joy, is not when our minds dominate but when we lose our minds, and you and I both lose it in the same way, through love.

One handles truths like dynamite.

I don’t wish power, only art -art and passion.

The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say.

You live out the confusions until they become clear.

Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows.

The real wonders of life lie in the depths. Exploring the depths for truths is the real wonder which the child and the artist know: magic and power lie in truth.