Art is enchantment and artists have the right of spells.

In this life, you have to be your own hero.

…I noticed a woman whose face was a sea voyage I had not the courage to attempt.

To be ill adjusted to a deranged world is not a breakdown.

Part fact part fiction is what life is. And it is always a cover story. I wrote my way out.

Art saved me; it got me through my depression and self-loathing, back to a place of innocence.

The tamer my love, the farther away it is from love. In fierceness, in heat, in longing, in risk, I find something of love's nature. In my desire for you, I burn at the right temperature to walk through love's fire. So when you ask me why I cannot love you more calmly, I answer that to love you calmly is not to love you at all.