The self forms at the edge of desire, and a science of self arises in the effort to leave that self behind.

Simply do something else and return to it later to find the problem wasn't a problem at all. Ruptures almost always lead to a stronger project.

When they made love Geryon liked to touch in slow succession each of the bones of Herakles' back as it arched away from him into who knows what dark dream of its own, running both hands all the way down from the base of the neck to the end of the spine which he can cause to shiver like a root in the rain.

If your way of life is writing, then everything that happens becomes a sentence.

We are only midway through the central verse of our youth when we see ourselves begin to blacken. ... We had been seduced into thinking that we were immortal and suddenly the affair is over.

It is easier to tell a story of how people wound one another than of what binds them together.

Sometimes I dream a sentence and write it down. It’s usually nonsense, but sometimes it seems a key to another world.