Home is where the heart is and hence a movable feast.

She stands and moves within the invisible pentacle of her own virginity. She is an unbroken egg: she is a sealed vessel; she has inside her a magic space the entrance to which is shut tight with a plug of membrane; she is a closed system; she does not know how to shiver.

I should have liked to have had him beside me in a glass coffin, so that I could watch him all the time and he would not have been able to get away from me.

Pornography is a satire on human pretensions.

Language is power, life and the instrument of culture, the instrument of domination and liberation.

In a secular age, an authentic miracle must purport to be a hoax, in order to gain credit in the world.

I desire therefore I exist.