To Withhold From Living Is To Die

In The World Of The Dreamer There Was Solitude: All The Exaltations And Joys Came In The Moment Of Preparation For Living. They Took Place In Solitude.

To Write Is To Descend, To Excavate, To Go Underground.

Through Love, Through Friendship, A Heart Lives More Than One Life.

If I Love You It Means We Share The Same Fantasies, The Same Madnesses

There Are Books Which We Read Early In Life, Which Sink Into Our Consciousness And Seem To Disappear Without Leaving A Trace. And Then One Day We Find, In Some Summing-up Of Our Life And Put Attitudes Towards Experience, That Their Influence Has Been Enormous.