[On Paris:] A city never entirely known, yet which gives you the feeling of intimacy, of possessing it intimately..

You are the poet, you walk inside my dreams..

The shell is America's most active contribution to the formation of character. A tough hide. Grow it early..

The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery..

The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle..

Will you come down and kiss me good night?.

Something is always born of excess: great art was born of great terror, great loneliness, great inhibitions, instabilities, and it always balances th….

Perhaps a child, like a cat, is so much inside of himself that he does not see himself in the mirror..

She makes use of the soft of the bread for a napkin. She falls asleep at times with shoes on, on unmade beds. When a little money comes in, June buys….

I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don't know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness. In reality those who satisfy ….

Whenever you do something that is not aligned with the yearning or your soul—you create suffering..

Strange, isn't it, that no chemical will give a human being the iridescence that illusions have given them? Give me your hat..

He does not need opium. He has the gift of reverie..

I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness..

There is an ugliness in being paid for work one does not like..

We don't see things as they are, we see them as we ... believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman..

America hates the artist. It will not admit: the artist is my soul and I want to kill off my soul..

To change skins, evolve into new cycles, I feel one has to learn to discard.

although I love a rich life, I hate an overcrowded life. I believe in rumination and lose half the beauty of all things when I am deprived of the tim….

A man who lives unrelated to other human beings dies. But a man who lives unrelated to himself also dies..

The only transformer and alchemist that turns everything into gold is love. The only magic against death, aging, ordinary life, is love..