Women always need other women to lean on. They become friends in order to hate each other better. The more they hate each other, the more inseparable they become.

What can't be said can be written. Because writing is a silent act, a labor from the head to the hand.

Suffering doesn't improve human beings, does it?

Anything in literature, including memory, is second-hand.

In this county, we had to walk, eat, sleep and love in fear.

Language is so different from life. How am I supposed to fit the one into the other? How can I bring them together?

Once upon a time they had some bad luck, and they blame everything on that.

In Romanian society, I am not particularly well-liked. I don't often receive invitations.

I wanted to get out of our thimble of a town, where every stone had eyes.

If you live with death threats, you need friends. So you have to risk that they might spy on you.

I have always written only for myself - to clarify things, to clarify things with myself, to understand in an inner way what is actually happening.

No: I am not tired. I have a curious constitution. I never remember feeling tired by work, though idleness exhausts me completely." ~ Sherlock Holmes

To remember the other world in this world is to live in your true inheritance.

Discouragement tricks you into mentally or emotionally dwelling in the very place you want to leave.

I am responsible for myself. I am exactly who I eventually wanted myself to be, I guess, without consciously knowing what I wanted me to be.

Its not a global village, but we're in a highly interconnected globe.

You are transformed by beholding, not by working.

I don't meditate in any formal way, but I often lie in bed or find myself in nature and enter into that state of quiet where I get images, feelings, or melodies.

Diversification is a surrogate - and a damn poor surrogate - for knowledge, elements of control, and priceconsciousness.

You can’t ever know the real anybody unless you’re friends with them. And sometimes not even then.

The removal of religion as history from our schoolbooks betrays the intellectual dishonesty of secular humanist educators and reveals their blind hostility to Christianity.