Dreams are necessary to life.

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

I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know how many women there are in me.

He understands my pity for his ridiculous, humiliating physical necessity.

This great handsomeness I took into myself later when he desired me, but I took it as one breathes air, or swallows a snowflake, or yields to the sun.

Writing more and more to the sound of music, writing more and more like music. Sitting in my studio tonight, playing record after record, writing, music a stimulant of the highest order, far more potent than wine.

While analyzing so many people I realized the constant need of a mother, or a father, or a god (the same thing) is really immaturity. It is a childish need, a human need, but so universal that I can see how it gave birth to all religions.