Acapulco in the sunset seems like a balm; it enters the blood like a drug after one inhalation of the scent of flowers, one glimpse of the bay iridescent like silk, the sunset like the inside of a shell, so much like the flesh of Venus.

He was now in that state of fire that she loved. She wanted to be burnt.

When I first met him, he did not care if a friend did not fit into his world, because at that time his world had not been born yet.

Experience teaches acceptance of the imperfect as life.

New York seems conducted by jazz, animated by it. It is essentially a city of rhythm.

The failures are not due to any injustice, but to an inner defect. It is always caused by the person himself. Yes, I know, you think you are doing an act of justice. But they will only suck you dry, wear out your energy, nourish themselves on your ideas. After being the most compassionate man in the world, I say to you today: Let the weak ones die, let them commit suicide.

[On Paris:] A city never entirely known, yet which gives you the feeling of intimacy, of possessing it intimately.