The value of the personal relationship to all things is that it creates intimacy and intimacy creates understanding and understanding creates love.

The violence and obscenity are left unadulterated, as manifestation of the mystery and pain which ever accompanies the act of creation.

Self-destructive patterns cause as much suffering as outer catastrophes.

Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy.

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

I am like a snake who has already bitten. I retreat from a direct battle while knowing the slow effect of the poison.

Three or four threads may be agitated, like telegraph wires, at the same time, and if I were to tap them all I would reveal such a mixture of innocence and duplicity, generosity and calculation, fear and courage, I cannot tell the whole truth simply because I would have to write four journals at once.