Tell me what you fear and I will tell you what has happened to you.

There is no such thing as a baby, there is a baby and someone.

It is a joy to be hidden, and disaster not to be found.

The fact that grief takes so long to resolve is not a sign of inadequacy, but betokens depth of soul.

Feeling real is more than existing; it is finding a way to exist as oneself... and to have a self into which to retreat for relaxation.

Creativity consists in maintaining a key aspect of the experience of childhood throughout one's life: the capacity to create and recreate the world. Creativity is the omnipotence of the child's mind.

The precursor of the mirror is the mother's face.

The capacity to still feel wonder is essential to the creative process.

It is in playing, and perhaps only in playing, that the child is free to be creative.

It's a poor thing to be sane!

We fight to exist. Personally, I am not ashamed of fighting to exist. We are doing no very extraordinary thing to fight simply because we do not wish to be enslaved or exterminated.

The situation come back again but you will not act like before again.

The only things you can ever truly own cannot be bought with money.

Our glass train, on fragile tracksBeneath bombs that fall like the floodTo wash away the shards—But all this sorrow will recedeAnd we will leaveTwo by twoAnd until then, I will only think of you.

Is it just me or does the fact that you live in the same building you were abducted into seem a bit morbid?" "Pffft. It’s just you," I said, discounting the entire bizarre ghoulish thing.

I feel the matter of my heart being transformed, metallized, in an optimism of steel.

It is said that there is a principle of conflict which originated with the single cell and has never deteriorated.

When real nobleness accompanies that imaginary one of birth, the imaginary seems to mix with real, and becomes real too.

The most important period of life is not the age of university studies, but the first one, the period from birth to the age of six.

Until writing was invented, man lived in acoustic space: boundless, directionless, horizonless, in the dark of the mind, in the world of emotion.

Eventually you come to realize that most people aren't looking for a fight but for someone to surrender to.