Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls. |
Throw your dream into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, or a new country. |
The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say. |
Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy. |
Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together. |
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive. |
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage. |
The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery. |
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born. |
We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect. |