In London, the weather would affect me negatively. I react strongly to light. If it is cloudy and raining, there are clouds and rain in my soul.

I am going to put myself to sleep now for a bit longer than usual. Call it Eternity

There's a place beyond words where experience first occurs to which I always want to return. I suspect that whenever I articulate my thoughts or translate my impulses into words, I am betraying the real thoughts and impulses which remain hidden.

If we reduce social life to the smallest possible unit we will find that there is no social life in the company of one.

I look back into past history, the stored experiences or products of the imagination. I look no further forward than the evening.

I was pushing myself to extremes in order to discover my many selves.

Lovers are not snails; they don't have to protrude from their shells and meet each other halfway. Meet me within your own self.