I study nature so as not to do foolish things.

In the end I would rather wonder than know

In our marginal existence, what else is there but this voice within us, this great weirdness we are always leaning forward to listen to?

Every creative act is an act of hypocrisy and violence. You may have to think about it for a while, but I am sure you can discover your own.

the wasting of time is the most personal, most private, most intimate form of conversation with oneself, as well as with another.

Every time it starts to snow, I would like to have sex.

The words secret and sacred are siblings.