Hero worship has died with heroes, and if someone bows down today, it is to pick up something.
Eternity: what a waste of time.
if I had one ambition it was to make my life itself into a poem.
One is not oneself every day-fortunately.
With renunciation life begins.
albinos aren't reproached for having pink eyes and whitish hair, why should they hold it again me for being a lesbian? It's a question of nature: my queerness isn't a vice, isn't 'deliberate,' and harms no one.