The one who travels like a lover searching for a new passion is suddenly blessed with new eyes, new ears, new senses.

Innocence was gone from all our acts. Our habitual state of rebellion became a serious political crime.

If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it.

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

In New York the acoustics are good for laughter, for life is all external, all action, no thought, no meditation, no dreaming, no reflection, only the exuberance of action.

I needed to live, but I also needed to record what I lived.

People living deeply have no fear of death.