I do not want to be admired. I want to give, to be given, and solitude in which to unfold my possessions.

“But then anyone who's worth anything reads just what he likes, as the mood take…”

“Waves of hands, hesitations at street corners, someone dropping a cigarette int…”

“With stars in her eyes and veils in her hair, with cyclamen and wild violets—wh…”

“La bellezza del mondo ha due tagli, uno di gioia, l'altro d'angoscia, e taglia …”