Every individual is representative of the whole . . . and should be intimately understood, and this would give a far greater understanding of mass mo….

One discovers that destiny can be diverted, that one does not have to remain in bondage to the first wax imprint made on childhood sensibilities. Onc….

Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality..

A trite word is an overused word which has lost its identity like an old coat in a second-hand shop. The familiar grows dull and we no longer see, he….

Things aren't the way they are, they're the way you are.

My first vision of earth was water veiled. I am of the race of men and women who see all things through this curtain of sea and my eyes are the color….

I did not feel drawn to huxley. He was beautiful physically but again without vibrations or sensory antennae... and I had a painful impression of a p….

Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions..

To mistake ugliness for reality is one of the frauds of the realistic school [of writing]. A hunger for the unknown and an aspiration toward beauty w….

She had lost herself somewhere along the frontier between her inventions, her stories, her fantasies and her true self. The boundaries had become eff….

You don't find love, it finds you. It's got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, and what's written in the stars..

Talk—half-talk, phrases that had no need to be finished, abstractions, Chinese bells played on with cotton-tipped sticks, mock orange blossoms painte….

The Frenchman, by nature, is sensuous and sensitive. He has intelligence, which makes him tired of life sooner than other kinds of men. He is not ath….

Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it..

Physical experiences, lacking the joys of love, depend on twists and perversions of pleasure. Abnormal pleasures kill the taste for normal ones..

How wrong it is for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it herself..

She walked in the shadow of Rango with a great feeling of being taken out of herself, of having no knowledge of what was happening to her, merely a p….

All that is sacred and taboo in the world are meaningless..

When I first met him, he did not care if a friend did not fit into his world, because at that time his world had not been born yet..

Jeanne, I fell asleep among the paintings, where I could sit for many days worshipping your portrait. I fell in love with your portrait, Jeanne, beca….

The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself..