You have to protect yourself, your body, your being. You cannot treat it badly; you have to keep it, make as sensitive as possible

Put a bird cage near the window so that the bird can see the sky? It's much better to look than not to, even if it hurts.

I don't need anybody to tell me how to be alive.

I am your fairy tale. Your dream. Your wishes and desires, and I am your thirst and your hunger and your food and your drink.

About 25 years ago, I was in an apartment, and next door, they put on the radio, so I struck the wall with my fist, but they did not put the radio down. I took a tool and banged until I made a hole through the wall. It was like a comedy movie.

I've solved the mystery: You have to submit silently. Open up, let go. Let anything penetrate you, even the most painful things. Endure. Bear up. That's the magic key! The text comes by itself, and its meaning shakes the soul. You mustn't let scar tissue form on your wounds; you have to keep ripping them open in order to turn your insides into a marvelous instrument that is capable of anything. All this has its price.

I am not the Jesus of the official church tolerated by those in power. I am not your superstar.