We Always Come Back To The Same

Literature Is Born When Something In Life Goes Slightly Adrift.

For Years I Thought My Work Still Lay Ahead, And Now I Find It Is Behind Me: There Was No Moment When It Took Place.

A Man Would Never Get The Notion Of Writing A Book On The Peculiar Situation Of The Human Male.

The State Of Emotional Intoxication Allows One To Grasp Existence In One's Self And In The Other, As Both Subjectivity And Passivity. The Two Partners Merge In This Ambiguous Unity; Each One Is Freed Of His Own Presence And Achieves Immediate Communication With The Other.

All Success Cloaks A Surrender