Art is one thing that can go on mattering once it has stopped hurting.

When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out.

Intimacies between women often go backwards, beginning in revelations and ending in small talk.

Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.

Nobody speaks the truth when there is something they must have.

Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.

One can live in the shadow of an idea without grasping it.