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Marguerite Duras
Nowhere is one...
Nowhere is one more alone than in Paris. . . and yet surrounded by crowds. Nowhere is one more likely to incur greater...
No other human...
No other human being, no woman, no poem or music, book or painting can replace alcohol in its power to give man the...
A journalist is...
A journalist is someone who looks at the world and the way it works, someone who takes a close look at things every...
Acting doesn't bring...
Acting doesn't bring anything to a text. On the contrary, it detracts from it.
It's afterwards you...
It's afterwards you realize that the feeling of happiness you had with a man didn't necessarily prove that you loved...
The woman is...
The woman is the home. That's where she used to be, and that's where she still is. You might ask me, What if a man...
You have to...
You have to be very fond of men. Very, very fond. You have to be very fond of them to love them. Otherwise they're...
Men like women...
Men like women who write. Even though they don't say so. A writer is a foreign country.
Paradoxically, the freedom...
Paradoxically, the freedom of Paris is associated with a persistent belief that nothing ever changes. Paris, they say,...
The thing that's...
The thing that's between us is fascination, and the fascination resides in our being alike. Whether you're a man or a...
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