Anxiety is love's greatest killer, because it is like the stranglehold of the drowning.

There is an ugliness in being paid for work one does not like.

Because history is only an aggregate of personal hostilities, personal prejudices, personal blindness and irrationality, there are times when we have to live against it.

I often see how you sob over what you destroy, how you want to stop and just worship; and you do stop, and then a moment later you are at it again with a knife, like a surgeon.

I like extravagance. Letters which give the postman a stiff back to carry, books which overflow from their covers, sexuality which bursts the thermometers.

gold never comes to the dreamers - except in dreams.

I want to do things so wild with you that I don't know how to say them.