If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out... - Anaïs Nin

"What I cannot love, I overlook."

"We are like sculptors, constantly carving out of others the image we long for, need, love or desire, often against reality, against their benefit, and always, in the end, a disappointment, because it does not fit them."

"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."

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

"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage."