Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.

The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say.

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

New York has an electronic heart.

I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason.

The ivory tower of the artist may be the only stronghold left for human values, cultural treasures, man’s cult of beauty.

Convalescence. Such an utter weakness that you lie like an animal hibernating, playing possum. You float. You are adrift. Every current is stronger than you.