Alone, even doing nothing, you do not waste your time. You do almost always, in company. No encounter with yourself can be altogether sterile. Something necessarily emerges, even if only the hope of someday meeting yourself again.
There are only two ways of spreading light: To be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
It's never too late to be what you might have been.
The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart.
When writing about women, one must dip one's pen in a rainbow.
I find in my work, an echo of what struck me.
If you are going to walk on thin ice, you might as well dance.
Come, holy tortoise shell, My lyre, and become a poem.
...grief is felt not so much for the want of what we have never known, as for the loss of that to which we have been long accustomed.
Sometimes the best way to figure out who you are is to go to that place where you don't have to be anything else.
