The Self-fulfilled Woman Is Far From Reality.

Life Is A Pilgrimage And If You Don't Play By The Rules You Don't Find The Road To Damascus, You Find The Crown Of Thorns.

I Suppose What One Wants Really Is Ideal Company And Books Are Ideal Company.

Real Love Is A Pilgrimage. It Happens When There Is No Strategy, But It Is Very Rare Because Most People Are Strategists.

And Without Understanding, Could Each Properly Love The Other?

You Are Wrong If You Think You Cannot Live Without Love. I Cannot Live Without It. I Do Not Mean That I Go Into A Decline, Develop Odd Symptoms, Became A Caricature. I Mean That I Cannot Live Well Without It. I Cannot Think Or Act Or Speak Or Write Or Even Dream With Any Kind Of Energy In The Absence Of Love. I Feel Excluded From The Living World. I Become Cold, Fish-like, Immobile. I Implode.