Certain springs are tapped only when we are alone

What a commentary on civilization, when being alone is being suspect; when one has to apologize for it, make excuses, hide the fact that one practices it - like a secret vice

Certain springs are tapped only when we are alone. Women need solitude in order to find again the true essence of themselves; that firm strand which will be the indispensable center of a whole web of human relationships.

Grief can't be shared. Everyone carries it alone. His own burden in his own way.

How hard it is to have the beautiful interdependence of marriage and yet be strong in oneself alone.

When one is a stranger to oneself then one is estranged from others too.