Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.
Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.
Life is truly known only to those who suffer, lose, endure adversity and stumble from defeat to defeat.
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.
I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.
We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.
A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked.
Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.
The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.
We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.
When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow.
The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.
Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.
There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic.
My ideas usually come not at my desk writing but in the midst of living.
We write to taste life twice: in the moment and in retrospection.
Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.
What I cannot love, I overlook. Is that real friendship?
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.
Living never wore one out so much as the effort not to live.
If all of us acted in unison as I act individually there would be no wars and no poverty. I have made myself personally responsible for the fate of every human being who has come my way.
How wrong it is for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it herself.