Things between us were dissolving like an ice cub in a glass: the smaller it got, the faster it disappeared.

Begin to wonder what you do write about. Or if you have anything to say. Or even if there is such a thing as a thing to say. Limit these thoughts to no more than ten minutes a day; like sit-ups, they can make you thin

One had to build shelters. One had to make pockets and live inside them.

To me, writing is much freer than dancing. With writing, you could do it whenever you wanted. You didnt have to do little exercises and stay in shape. You could have great moments of inspiration that advanced the story. In dance, unless youre going to choreograph things yourself, youre at the service of someone else.

For love to last, you had to have illusions or have no illusions at all. But you had to stick to one or the other. It was the switching back and forth that endangered things.

Things between us were dissolving like an ice cub in a glass: the smaller it got, the faster it disappeared.

You know, I'm just a very boring, not very funny person in person. I don't feel pressured to be otherwise.