Without the gods, how would I sing?' I asked. With your own voice,' he said.
Fear is a sign-usually a sign that I'm doing something right.
Great loves have legs and wings. They are substantial. They do not dissapate so easily... Great loves have staying power. Or so I told myself.
We all have fantasies about sex that are more perfect than anything in reality.
the unconscious of an artist is her greatest treasure. It is what transmutes the dross of autobiography into the gold of myth.
Perhaps it is because Venice is both liquid and solid, both air and stone, that it somehow combines all the elements crucial to make our imaginations ignite and turn fantasies into realities.