To feel the anguish of waiting for the next moment and of taking part in the complex current (of affairs) not knowing that we are headed toward ourselves, through millions of stone beings - of bird beings - of star beings - of microbe beings - of fountain beings toward ourselves.

I don’t like the gringos at all. They are very boring and all have faces like unbaked rolls.

Surrealism is the magical surprise of finding a lion in a wardrobe, where you were 'sure' of finding shirts.

I want a storm to come and flood us into a song that no one wrote.

Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are a bourbon biscuit.

I paint flowers so they will not die.

Only one mountain can know the core of another mountain.