Quoted from marguerite duras.
Any woman is more mysterious, smarter, more vivid and fresher than a man, and never wants to be a man.
I don't like the fox-like woman who fascinates all men. Such a woman is lovely only when she makes a tragedy, and she will be admired in the felony court.
The truest thing between husband and wife is betrayal; No couple, even the happiest couple, can inspire each other in love; In adultery, women are excited by fear and furtiveness, while men see more erotic targets.
If a woman has sex with only one man all her life, it's because she doesn't like sex. But one love story is more important and meaningful than forty-five sex.
Like cancer, homosexuality is a fatal disease.
I am too short and mediocre, and no one in the street will ever look back at me!
I like writers who have only written one novel. My favorite writers and works are: Bible, Misley, chateaubriand, Rousseau, Pascal, Renan's Biography of Jesus, Princess Clive, Racine and Baudelaire. I don't think Sartre and Beauvoir are writers.
A writer is unbearable. He kills people and does bad things. Writing is suicide and terrible, but people are still writing.
If I were not a writer, I would be a prostitute.
The more I write, the less I exist. I can't get out, I'm lost in words.
Writing is death, especially in death.
The story of my life does not exist. It doesn't exist. It has no center, no road, no line. There are many places where everyone thinks there are people, but there are no people.
The way to deal with men is to love them very, very much, otherwise they will become unbearable. I love men, and I only love men. I can have 50 people at a time.
There is no love, there is only passion between men and women. Looking for comfort in love is absolutely inappropriate, even pitiful, but she thinks that without love, there is no place and no expectation in her heart, it is unimaginable.
It's too late, too late. In my life, it's too early and too hasty. Eighteen, it's too late. Between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five, my original appearance has long since disappeared. I grew old when I was eighteen.
The process of aging is ruthless. I watched aging press on my face, eroding a little, and all the relevant parts of my face changed. I'm not intimidated by all this. On the contrary, I noticed how aging trampled on my face, as if I were interested in reading a book. I know that aging will slow down one day and move forward at its usual speed.
My face has been torn by deep dry wrinkles and my skin is fragmented. Unlike some beautiful slender faces, they have been destroyed ever since. Its original outline is still there, but its essence has been destroyed. My face is ruined. ?