You can either give negativity power over your life or you can choose happiness instead..

She was fully, painfully aware that very rarely did midnight strike in two hearts at once, very rarely did midnight arouse two different equal desire….

jazz is the expression of America's romantic self, its sensual potency, its lyrical force..

The truly faithless one is the one who makes love to only a fraction of you. And denies the rest..

When she closed her eyes she felt he had many hands, which touched her everywhere, and many mouths, which passed so swiftly over her, and with a wolf….

The artist is the only one who knows that the world is a subjective creation, that there is a choice to be made, a selection of elements..

Life is a full circle, widening until it joins the circle motions of the infinite..

Houses turn to corpses overnight when we cease to live and love in them..

We three belong to the Middle Ages. We have this need of heroism, and there is no place for such feelings in modern life. That is our tragedy. Once I….

In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living. They took place in solitud….

We also write to heighten our own awareness of life... We write to taste life twice, in the moment, and in retrospection... We write to be able to tr….

Writing more and more to the sound of music, writing more and more like music. Sitting in my studio tonight, playing record after record, writing, mu….

To change skins, evolve into new cycles, I feel one has to learn to discard. If one changes internally one should not continue to live with the same….

I have a prejudice against people with money. I have known so many, and none have escaped the corruption of power. In this I am a purist. I love peop….

Again I take a taxi to Clichy address, but feel that I do not want to go on loving Henry more actively than he loves me (having realized that nobody ….

When I don't write, I feel my world shrinking. I feel I am in a prison. I feel I lose my fire and my color. It should be a necessity, as the sea need….

To lie, of course, is to engender insanity..

We are going to the moon that is not very far. Man has so much farther to go within himself..

Tropical nights are hammocks for lovers..

I love her for what she has dared to be, for her hardness, her cruelty, her egoism, her perverseness, her demoniac destructiveness. She would crush m….

Pain is something to master, not to wallow in..