I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.

The unconscious can become destructive if it is disregarded and thwarted.

Secrets. Need to disguise. The novel was born of this.

destruction is ultimately self-destruction.

Nowhere is inhumanity more revealed than in hospitals.

I am only responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ

To love and to labor is the sum of living.