Selflessness. It should be the basis of every relationship. If a person truly cares about you, they’ll get more pleasure from the way they make you feel, rather than the way you make them feel.
What kills a relationship between two people is precisely the lack of challenge, the feeling that nothing is new anymore. We need to continue to be a surprise for each other.
We construct our lives for one person, and when at length it is ready to receive her that person does not come; presently she is dead to us, and we live on, prisoners within the walls which were intended only for her.[On construit sa vie pour une personne et quand enfin on peut l’y recevoir, cette personne ne vient pas, puis meurt pour vous et on vit prisonnier dans ce qui n’était destiné qu’à elle.]
There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room.
The sadistic person is as dependent on the submissive person as the latter is on the former; neither can live without the other.
The mother-child relationship is paradoxical and, in a sense, tragic. It requires the most intense love on the mother’s side, and yet this very love must help the child to grow away from the mother, and to become fully independent.
The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.
The girls I dream of are the gentle ones, wistful by high windows or singing sweet old songs at a piano, long hair drifting, tender as apple blossom. But a girl who goes into battle beside you and keeps your back is a different thing, a thing to make you shiver. Think of the first time you slept with someone, or the first time you fell in love: that blinding explosion that left you crackling to the fingertips with electricity, initiated and transformed. I tell you that was nothing, nothing at all, beside the power of putting your lives, simply and daily, into each other’s hands.