Notebooks by Madeleine Cousin
In love with love, I searched books to discover what it might be: an illness, one of the torments of my age, the euphoria of a mystical feeling, something monstrous?
Little by little, sometimes through many books, I discovered a wealth of bold, surprising, over-whelming thoughts, immediately recognizable as true, when I felt that: from that very instant, they were mine. What was written about love could often have been said about God, or gods, or poetry, or even, to take a step further, about the meeting, face to face, with my very soul...
Rouen 1949