Music plays a huge role in my life. It is music that helps me to endure ... well ... everything there is to endure.

To the rich, therefore, falls the burden of Beauty. And if they cannot assume it, then they deserve to die.

Don't worry Renee, I won't commit suicide and I won't burn a thing. Because from now on, for you, I'll be searching for those moments of always within never. Beauty, in this world.

To beauty, all is forgiven, even vulgarity. Intelligence no longer seems an adequate compensation for things.

I belong to the 8% of the world population who calm their apprehension by drowning it in numbers.

As far as I can see, only psychoanalysis can compete with Christians in their love of drawn-out suffering.

I find this a fascinating phenomenon: the ability we have to manipulate ourselves so that the foundation of our beliefs is never shaken.