What I cannot love, I overlook. Is that real friendship?
I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous...
#Men And Women
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and...
If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing,...
People living deeply have no fear of death.
The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.
Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through....
The artist is the only one who knows that the world is a subjective creation,...
If happiness is the absence of fever then I will never know happiness. For I...
If what Proust says is true, that happiness is the absence of fever, then I...
I disregard the proportions, the measures, the tempo of the ordinary world. I refuse to...
There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant...
When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons....
Last night I wept. I wept because the process by which I have become a...
It is not the experience of today that drives us mad; it is remorse or...
If all of us acted in unison as I act individually there would be no...
Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought...
Truth is something which can't be told in a few words. Those who simplify the...