It is possible I never learned the names of birds in order to discover the bird of peace, the bird of paradise, the bird of the soul, the bird of desire. It is possible I avoided learning the names of composers and their music the better to close my eyes and listen to the mystery of all music as an ocean. It may be I have not learned dates in history in order to reach the essence of timelessness. It may be I never learned geography the better to map my own routes and discover my own lands. The unknown was my compass. The unknown was my encyclopedia. The unnamed was my science and progress.
She lacks confidence, she craves admiration insatiably. She lives on the reflections of herself in the eyes of others. She does not dare to be herself.
I wanted to remember in order to be able to return.
The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.
I can’t let you go now. I want to go places with you; obscure little places, just to be able to say: here I came with her.
perhaps the only magician we have is the artist.
I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness.
Eroticism is one of the basic means of self-knowledge, as indispensable as poetry.
We cannot cure the evils of politics with politics.
You can either give negativity power over your life or you can choose happiness instead.
The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.
The artist is the only one who knows that the world is a subjective creation, that there is a choice to be made, a selection of elements.
Nowhere is inhumanity more revealed than in hospitals.
Now that I am moving, I am afraid. Where am I going?
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 hate men who are afraid of women's strength.
I was stirred only like a leaf in the wind, that is all. . .
I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel, the two-faced sinister and saintly woman.
I believe one writes because one has to create a world in which one can live.
There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.
I'm awaiting a lover. I have to be rent and pulled apart and live according to the demons and the imagination in me. I'm restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.
Art is the method of levitation, in order to separate one's self from enslavement by the earth.
We are cruel when someone refuses to play the role in which we have cast him. We judge a person only according to his relationship towards us.
Life is truly known only to those who suffer, lose, endure adversity and stumble from defeat to defeat.
I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don't know what grey is. I never did.
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