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. 273
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. 247
Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought into connection with action. They must be woven together. 283
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living. 314
I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman. 266
Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born. 294
If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don’t write, because our culture has no use for it. 585
The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery. 245
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born. 343
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. 674
When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow. 251
