Each friend represents a world in us.

I am aware of being in a beautiful prison, from which I can only escape by writing.

The theme of the diary is always the personal, but it does not mean only a personal story: it means a personal relationship to all things and people. The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic; I never generalize, intellectualise. I see, I hear, I feel. These are my primitive elements of discovery. Music, dance, poetry and painting are the channels for emotion. It is through them that experience penetrates our bloodstream.

Everything with me is either worship and passion or pity and understanding. I hate rarely, though when I hate. I hate murderously.

Poetry is the alchemy which teaches us to convert ordinary materials into gold.

My diary seems to keep me whole.

Sexual intercourse... a joyous, joyous, joyous, joyous impaling of woman on man's sensual mast.