“Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.”
“Nothing is mysterious, no human relation. Except love.”
“How much self-love comes in the guise of selfless devotion!”
“It hurts to love. It's like giving yourself to be flayed and knowing that at any moment the other person may just walk off with your skin.”
“What, I ask, drives me to disorder? How can I diagnose myself? All I feel, most immediately, is the most anguished need for physical love and mental companionship -”
“Marriage is a sort of tacit hunting in couples. The world all in couples, each couple in its own little house, watching its own little interests and stewing in its own little privacy - it's the most repulsive thing in the world. One's got to get rid of the exclusiveness of married love.”