So time doesn't count, and place does?' I said this to tease her. When I was a man, I liked teasing her and she went along with it, consenting, for it reminded us both of a sadness that had passed.

All publicity works upon anxiety.

Nothing in the nature around us is evil. This needs to be repeated since one of the human ways of talking oneself into inhuman acts is to cite the supposed cruelty of nature.

For the artist, drawing is discovery. And that is not just a slick phrase; it is quite literally true.

We never look at just one thing; we are always looking at the relation between things and ourselves.

Modern thought has transferred the spectral character of Death to the notion of time itself. Time has become Death triumphant over all.

A cigarette is a breathing space. It makes a parenthesis. The time of a cigarette is a parenthesis, and if it is shared, you are both in that parenthesis. Its like a proscenium arch for a dialogue.