I love you more than my own skin and even though you don’t love me the same way, you love me anyways, don’t you? And if you don’t, I’ll always have the hope that you do, and i’m satisfied with that. Love me a little. I adore you.

I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.

The most important thing for everyone in Gringolandia is to have ambition and become 'somebody,' and frankly, I don't have the least ambition to become anybody.

I wanted to tell you that my whole being opened for you. Since I fell in love with you everything is transformed and is full of beauty... love is like an aroma, like a current, like rain.

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

I think that little by little I'll be able to solve my problems and survive.

Can one invent verbs? I want to tell you one: I sky you, so my wings extend so large to love you without measure.