Just like you might want a relationship without getting hurt, I want to interact with the public without getting hurt.
I don’t know the answers.
A famous Berliner opens the door for me in the hallway. She might deliberately leave the light off so that I don’t recognize her.
It is not unusual for people to scream of joy when I hand them the food.
So often, the most interesting part of people is not what they want us to know about.
A life without being oneself can never be satisfied.
Every thinker gets distorted. A lifetime’s work of thinking and writing shatters in a few sentences on Twitter.
What is the self-self? One’s own life. The things one experiences. One’s own relationships.
And the super-self? Something one does that is decoupled from that. Books you write, a perfect body, music.
No one understands what it’s like to have no culture. No people, no frame of reference.
Probably the trick is to stick to the right ones and leave immediately with the wrong ones.
When we fall in love miserably, it also has to do with the fact that we don’t want to see ourselves.
We are afraid to see ourselves for what we are.
Not to go or not being able to go is crucial.
Being trapped, not being able to free yourself.
It's always best trying to understand myself in my notes.
I need to write more about what hurts me. Or that’s where the happiness, the power is. Not in the created, finished community. In the desire for it.
When you are so alone that you speak to a diary, you are in the right place. Here dwells something calm and true. Something that seems to get lost in conversations.
Even more than an existing family, a family of my speaking.
When I speak privately, I am unjust, I am wrong. I am an unjust person.
Esther is chasing me a bit. I want to concentrate on other things, but I am also dependent on her.
Women, it’s like a piece of eggshell in a glass of water: when you reach for it, it recedes.
The female body can never be good enough because of the purpose for which it is utilized.
(To keep people.)
To be trans is possible in every body.
Am I speaking to God with what I am doing here?
Love is the normal state. If someone does not love, there must be something wrong with me.
This is how the parents’ non-love becomes an act of violence.
Men do not show feelings because they are not allowed to. All gestures of love are formal.
A man is a person who does not love.
You either be pretty or you assume power.
Human beings want to avoid themselves with all their might.
Human beings have the greatest unbelievable fear of themselves.
I will continue to love, but less and: not E.
If one wants recognition for beauty, they want recognition for something they are not.
Every love is a cry for help
Every love is a person in peril
