Part of the act of creating is in discovering your own kind. They are everywhere. But don't look for them in the wrong places.

The one thing we can never get enough of is love. And the one thing we never give enough is love.

Surrealism is merely the reflection of the death process. It is one of the manifestations of a life becoming extinct, a virus which quickens the inevitable end.

We live at the edge of the miraculous.

They were painfully clean. But inwardly they stank. Never once had they opened the door which leads to the soul; never once did they dream of taking a blind leap into the dark.

Part of the act of creating is in discovering your own kind. They are everywhere. But don't look for them in the wrong places.

An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness.