A woman's work, from the time she gets up to the time she goes to bed, is as hard as a day at war, worse than a man's working day. ... To men, women's work was like the rain-bringing clouds, or the rain itself. The task involved was carried out every day as regularly as sleep. So men were happy… — Marguerite Duras Copy Share
Frigidity is desire imagined by a woman who doesn't desire the man offering himself to her. It's the desire of a woman… — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
It's only women who are not really quite women at all, frivolous women who have no idea, who neglect repairs. — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
Alcohol doesn't console, it doesn't fill up anyone's psychological gaps, all it replaces is the lack of God. It doesn't comfort man. On the… — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
I know it's not clothes that make women beautiful or otherwise, nor beauty care, nor expensive creams, nor the distinction of costliness of their… — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
“And modern houses don't have passages, either, for children to play and run about in, and for dogs, umbrellas, coats and satchels. And don't forget that passages and corridors are where the young ones curl up and go to sleep when they're tired, and where you go and collect them to put them to bed. That's where they go when… — Marguerite Duras Copy Share
When a woman drinks it's as if an animal were drinking, or a child. Alcoholism is scandalous in a woman, and a female alcoholic… — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
Some people are like that - closed - they can't learn from anyone. Us, for example, we can't learn anything, neither I from you… — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
I often think of the image only I can see now, and of which I’ve never spoken. It’s always there, in the same silence,… — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
In love there are no vacations. No such thing. Love has to be lived fully with its boredom and all that. — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
“she can remember everyone admiring a rare kind of evening they spoke of as something they ought to save from oblivion to describe to… — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
All that remains of that minute is time in all its purity, bone-white time. — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
“Paradoxically, the freedom of Paris is associated with a persistent belief that nothing ever changes. Paris, they say, is the city that changes least.… — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
“─ No le conozco a usted. Nadie puede conocerle, ponerse en su lugar, usted no tiene lugar, no sabe dónde encontrar un lugar. Por… — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
