“I can allow myself to write the truth; all the people for whom I have lied throughout my life are dead.” — Marlen Haushofer Copy Share Image
“Nobody will be with me when I die. Nobody will touch me, stare at me or press their hot and living fingers on my cooling lids. They won’t hiss and whisper by my deathbed and force the last bitter drops… — Marlen Haushofer Copy Share Image
Suddenly I had a flash of insight: I am a monster, I realized, a monster that wants to stalk through the woods, free and… — Marlen Haushofer Copy Share Image
I knew I couldn't go on like this, but I'd never been capable of simply nipping an anxiety in the bud. I always had… — Marlen Haushofer Copy Share Image
“I can allow myself to write the truth; all the people for whom I have lied throughout my life are dead.” — Marlen Haushofer Copy Share Image
“Nobody will be with me when I die. Nobody will touch me, stare at me or press their hot and living fingers on my… — Marlen Haushofer Copy Share Image
“The womanliness of my forties had fallen from me, along with my curls, my little double chin and my rounded hips. At the same… — Marlen Haushofer Copy Share Image
“Imagination makes people oversensitive,vulnerable and exposed. Perhaps it's a form of degeneracy. I have never held the shortcomings of the unimaginative against them. Sometimes… — Marlen Haushofer Copy Share Image
External freedom has probably never existed, but neither have I ever known anyone who knew inner freedom. — Marlen Haushofer Copy Share Image
