Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.

willingness to explore everything is a sign of strength. The weak ones have prejudices. Prejudices are a protection.

In each studio there is a human being dressed in the full regalia of his myth fearing to expore a vulnerable opening, spreading not his charms but his defences, plotting to disrobe, somewhere along the night-- his body without the aperture of the heart or his heart with a door closed to his body. thus keeping one compartment for refuge, one uninvaded cell.

I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go.

They courted the face on the screen, the face of translucence, the face of wax on which men found it possible to imprint the image of their fantasy.

I will not adjust myself to the world. I am adjusted to myself.

It is easy to love and there are so many ways to do it.