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.

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You cannot save people. You can only love them.

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What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it? I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain, gather it up with lace and silk, and press it over myself again.

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I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel, the two-faced sinister and saintly woman.

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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.

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Sometimes we reveal ourselves when we are least like ourselves.

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The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.

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There are two ways to reach me: by way of kisses or by way of the imagination. But there is a hierarchy: the kisses alone don't work.

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Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together.

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You don't find love, it finds you. It's got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, and what's written in the stars.

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