Often I had to imagine the things I needed. I learned very early to read amidst noise. And so I started writing and drawing at an early age.

If I were asked to think up a new name for temptation, I should recommend the word 'doorknob', because what are these protuberances put on doors for if not to tempt us.

It makes me realise that the fantasy of nature is much larger than my own fantasy. I still have things to learn.

I am not faithful but I am attached.

I was assigned to the Waffen-SS but was never involved in any crime. Besides, I always felt the need to write about my experiences in a larger context one day. This has only developed recently, now that I have overcome my inner aversion to writing an autobiography in the first place, specifically one having to do with my younger years.

When the young woman leans over the sky, about to water the flowers as well as the weeds, her white front splits open until her milk runs.

I had an uncle who was a postal official at the Polish post office in Gdansk. He was one of the defenders of the Polish postal service and, after it capitulated, was shot by the Germans under the provisions of martial law. Suddenly he was no longer a member of the family, and we were no longer allowed to play with his children.