Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought into connection with action. They must be woven together.
Tidak apa-apa bagi seorang wanita, di atas segalanya, menjadi manusia. Saya seorang wanita pertama-tama.
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.
Cinta mati karena kita tidak tahu cara mengisi kembali sumbernya. Cinta mati karena kebutaan, kesalahan, dan pengkhianatan.
It is the function of art to renew our perception. What we are familiar with we cease to see. The writer shakes up the familiar scene, and, as if by magic, we see a new meaning in it.
A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked.
How wrong it is for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it herself.
The human father has to be confronted and recognized as human, as man who created a child and then, by his absence, left the child fatherless and then Godless.
Setiap teman mewakili dunia dalam diri kita, dunia mungkin tidak lahir sampai mereka tiba, dan itu hanya dengan pertemuan ini dunia baru telah lahir.