To change skins, evolve into new cycles, I feel one has to learn to discard. If one changes internally one should not continue to live with the same objects. They reflect one's mind and psyche of yesterday. I throw away what has no dynamic, living use.

Sometimes I think of Paris not as a city but as a home.

I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.

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.

I will not be just a tourist in the world of images, just watching images passing by which I cannot live in, make love to, possess as permanent sources of joy and ecstasy.

Since desire always goes towards that which is our direct opposite, it forces us to love that which will make us suffer.

You have a right to experiment with your life. You will make mistakes. And they are right too.