My ideas usually come not at my desk writing but in the midst of living.
There are many ways to be free. One of them is to transcend reality by imagination, as I try to do.
Beware of allowing a tactless word, a rebuttal, a rejection to obliterate the whole sky
I cheat him, I deceive him, yet the world does not sink in sulphur-colored mists. Madness conquers. I can no longer put my mosaics together. I just cry and laugh.
perhaps the only magician we have is the artist.
In every relationship, sooner or later, there is a court scene. Accusations, counter-accusations, a trial, a verdict.