In this instant of danger they realized they were each other's reason for living, and into this instant they threw their whole being.
His entire body was pleading for reassurance, and if her whole love was not enough what else could she give him to cure his doubt?
He was now in that state of fire that she loved. She wanted to be burnt.
There are many ways to be free. One of them is to transcend reality by imagination, as I try to do.
Men from the mountains always dream of the sea, and above all things I love to travel.
Confront all the angry thoughts, feelings, the jealousies and condemnations, to find their cause, seek the root of such feelings and then operate on that. Need of security and reassurance can cause cr...
At first I protested and rebelled against poetry. I was about to deny my poetic worlds. I was doing violence to my illusions with analysis, science, and learning Henry’s language, entering Henry’s wor...
You cannot do any more for me, I said. Since I have begun to depend on you I feel weaker than ever before. I have disappointed you by acting neurotically at the very moment when I should have shown th...
You are the poet, you walk inside my dreams...
When you trust, you are tender and delicate, but when you doubt, you are dangerous and destructive
Djuna had wanted a life of desire and freedom, not luxury but beauty, not security but fulfillment, not perfection but a perfect moment like this one...
But love, the great narcotic, was the hothouse in which all the selves burst into their fullest bloom...
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.
The monster I kill every day is the monster of realism. The monster who attacks me every day is destruction. Out of the duel comes the transformation. I turn destruction into creation over and over ag...
I never lose sight of the whole. An impeccable dress is made to be lived in, to be torn, wet, stained, crumpled.
Will you come down and kiss me good night?
We are dancing on our irony as upon the top of glowing sparks.
Then at certain moments I remember one of his words and I suddenly feel the sensual woman flaring up, as if violently caressed. I say the word to myself, with joy. It is at such a moment that my true...
The magic beauty of simultaneity, to see the loved one rushing toward you at the same moment you are rushing toward him, the magic power of meeting, exactly at midnight to achieve union, the illusion...
The earth is heavy and opaque without dreams.