Pain is something to master, not to wallow in.

There are many ways to be free. One of them is to transcend reality by imagination, as I try to do.

The unknown was my compass. The unknown was my encyclopedia. The unnamed was my science and progress.

Shame is the lie someone told you about yourself.

I had a feeling that Pandora's box contained the mysteries of woman's sensuality, so different from a man's and for which man's language was so inadequate. The language of sex had yet to be invented. The language of the senses was yet to be explored.

If I love you it means we share the same fantasies, the same madnesses

I will not be just a tourist in the world of images, just watching images passing by which I cannot live in, make love to, possess as permanent sources of joy and ecstasy.