"“God,” she cried, “what is love? Man seeking his own head? The human head, so rented by misery that even the teeth weigh! She couldn't tell me the truth because she had never planned it; her life was a continual accident, and how can you be prepared for that? Everything we can't bear in this world, some day we find in one person, and love it all at once.”"

3 likes

Source: Nightwood.

About the author

Djuna Barnes

Author, Poet

Djuna Barnes was an influential American writer known for her modernist works, particularly 'Nightwood', which explores themes of love and identity.

All quotes by Djuna Barnes →

Same author

More quotes by Djuna Barnes

See all →
Djuna Barnes Author, Poet

"I am not a critic; to me criticism is so often nothing more than the eye garrulously denouncing the shape of the peephole that gives access to hidden treasure."

Read quote