I collect human relationships very much the way others collect fine art.
When people claim to know who I am, I can no longer act freely.
It seems that what I really want is a drug that will increase my consciousness of others, not myself.
Travel gives me the opportunity to walk through the sectors of cities where one can clearly see the passage of time.
Gatherings and, simultaneously, loneliness are the conditions of a writer's life.
I do like to live in other people's homes. I enjoy being a guest. I am an inexpensive guest. When one lives in another's home he can enter into the psychic kingdom of that person.