I'm homosexual. How and why are idle questions. It's a little like wanting to know why my eyes are green.

The vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.

I could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.

Every premeditated murder is always governed by a preparatory ceremonial and is always followed by a propitiatory ceremonial. The meaning of both eludes the murderers mind.

I recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty - a sunken beauty.

Perhaps all music, even the newest, is not so much something discovered as something that re-emerges from where it lay buried in the memory, inaudible as a melody cut in a disc of flesh. A composer lets me hear a song that has always been shut up silent within me.

Poetry is the break (or rather the meeting at the breaking point) between the visible and the invisible.