As if one could choose in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that breaks your bones...
In reality, the truly difficult things are everything that people believe they can do at any moment.
The customs, Andrée, are concrete forms of rhythm, they are the quota of rhythm that helps us to live.
I think I don't love you, I just want the obvious impossibility of loving you like the left hand in love with that glove living on the right.
The words are never enough when what needs to be said overflows the soul.
What do you want? Love asks for streets, asks for wind, it doesn't know how to die in solitude.
You are wrong to get your hopes up, I am far from everything. So far that it disgusts me.
After forty years, our true face is on the back of our neck, desperately looking backwards.
I believe that from a very young age, my misfortune and my fortune, at the same time, was not accepting things as they were given to me.