Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.

Create a world, your world. Alone. Stand alone. And then love will come to you, then it comes to you.

When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence. I see in you that part of me which is you. I surrender my sincerity because if I love you it means we share the same fantasies, we share the same madness.

There were silences in my head. I could abandon myself completely to the pleasure of multiple relationships, to the beauty of the day, to the joys of the day. It was as if a cancer in me had ceased gnawing me. The cancer of introspection.

The softness of the summer day like an ermine paw.

Ordinary life does not interest me.

If you are terribly truthful, the ground will always move from under you, and you will have to shift with the constantly shifting truth.