A big enough artist, I say, can eat anything, must eat everything and then alchemize it. Only the feeble writer is afraid of expansion.
New York has an electronic heart.
I reserve the right to love many different people at once, and to change my prince often.
When others asked the truth of me, I was convinced it was not the truth they wanted, but an illusion they could bear to live with.
The earth is heavy and opaque without dreams.
We are never trapped unless we choose to be.