This is not to worry you, Henry, it is just that I can’t keep from saying it, that I am overflowing, desperately in love with you as I never was with anyone.
The secret of a full life is to live and relate to others as if they might not be there tomorrow, as if you might not be there tomorrow. It eliminates the vice of procrastination, the sin of postponem...
The impetus to grow and live intensely is so powerful in me I cannot resist it. I will work, I will love my husband, but I will fulfill myself.
She could do nothing. Djuna’s words illuminated her chaos, but changed nothing. What was it Djuna said: that life tended to crystallize into patterns which became traps and webs. That people tended to...
Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the marvelous.
I would not be concerned with the secrets, the lies, the mysteries, the facts. I would be concerned with what makes them necessary. What fear.
I don't tell the truth any more to those who can't make use of it. I tell it mostly to myself because it always changes me.
لا أستطيع أن أكون واثقة من أي حدث أو أي مكان ، وحدها عزلتي أنا متأكدة منها
إنه الخوف من هذه الحياة الجديدة ما يستفزني أكثر مما يفعل الخوف من الموت
You are a narcissist. That is the raison dêtre of the journal. Journal writing is a disease. But it's all right. It's very interesting. I don't know of any journal more interesting. I don't know of an...
Some people read to confirm their own hopelessness. Others read to be rescued from it.
She had lost herself somewhere along the frontier between her inventions, her stories, her fantasies and her true self. The boundaries had become effaced, the tracks lost, she had walked into pure cha...
Love reduces the complexity of living. It amazes me that when Henry walks towards the cafe table where I wait for him, or opens the gate to our house, the sight of him is sufficient to exult me. No le...
In our twenties we have conflicts. We think everything is either-or, black or white: we are caught between them and we lose all our energy in the conflicts. My answer, later on in maturity, was to do...
I prefer empty cages, Sabina, until I find a unique bird I once saw in my dreams.
I have such a fear of finding another like myself, and such a desire to find one! I am so utterly lonely, but I also have such a fear that my isolation be broken through, and I no longer be the head a...
Everything with me is either worship and passion or pity and understanding. I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously. But I am more preoccupied with loving.
A war regarded as inevitable or even probable and therefore much prepared for has a very good chance of eventually being fought.
There is not one big cosmic meaning for all there is only the meaning we each give to our life an individual meaning an individual plot like an individual novel a book for each person.
The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.