الحياة الاعتيادية لا تروق لي، إنني أتوق إلى اللحظات الخارقة كما السورياليين في نشدانهم الغرابة.
While the rest of the show continued, she made her round of the boxes. There, on request, she knelt before a man, unbuttoned his pants, took his penis in her jeweled hands, and with a neatness of touc...
The cape held within its folds something of what she imagined was a quality possessed exclusively by man: some dash, some audacity, some swagger of freedom denied to woman
Am discovering her pretenses. She is always smiling, gay, but underneath she feels unreal, remote, detached from experience. She acts as if she were asleep. She is trying to awaken by falling into bed...
You must not fear, hold back, count or be a miser with your thoughts and feelings. It is also true that creation comes from an overflow, so you have to learn to intake, to imbibe, to nourish yourself...
Whereas by desiring someone who would not desire her, she could allow this fire to burn and feel: how alive I am! I am capable of desire.
The two men who have done the greatest harm to the world are Christ and Columbus. Christ taught us guilt and sacrifice, to live only in the other world, and Columbus discovered America and materialism...
The city was asleep on its right side and shaking with violent nightmares. Long puffs of snoring came out of the chimneys. Its feet were sticking out because the clouds did not cover it altogether. Th...
Talk—half-talk, phrases that had no need to be finished, abstractions, Chinese bells played on with cotton-tipped sticks, mock orange blossoms painted on porcelain. The muffled, close, half-talk of so...
Slowly what she composed with the new day was her own focus, to bring together body and mind. This was made with an effort, as if all the dissolutions and dispersions of her self the night before were...
Men can be in love with literary figures, with poetic and mythological figures, but let them meet with Artemis, with Venus, with any of the goddesses of love, and then they start hurling moral judgmen...
Idealism is the death of the body and the imagination. All but freedom, utter freedom, is death
I want to make my own discoveries…….penetrate the evil which attracts me
I really believe that if I were not a writer, not a creator, not an experimenter, I might have been a very faithful wife.
I get furious at stairways, furious at doors, atwalls, furious at everyday life which interferes with the continuity ofecstasy.
I gave him the one thing June cannot give him: honesty. I am so ready to admit what a supremely developed ego would not admit: that June is a terrifying and inspiring character who makes every other w...
I gave away my mystery, knowing I shouldn't, yet incapable of anything else.
As soon as I kiss him I know that I love him with a blind instinct beyond all reason, with all his defects.
When you make a world tolerable for yourself you make a world tolerable for others.
When life becomes too difficult, I turn to my work. I swim into a new region.