Dance first. Think later. It's the natural order.

Habit is a compromise effected between an individual and his environment.

If I were in the unenviable position of having to study my work my points of departure would be the "Naught is more real ..." and the "Ubi nihil vales ..." both already in Murphy and neither very rational.

Humbly to ask a favour of people who are on the point of knocking your brains out sometimes produces good results.

Yes, light, there is no other word for it.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm in my right mind. Then it passes off and I'm as intelligent as ever.

...you must say words, as long as there are any, until they find me, until they say me, strange pain, strange sin, you must go on, perhaps it's done already, perhaps they have said me already, perhaps they have carried me to the threshold of my story, before the door that opens on my story, that would surprise me, if it opens, it will be I, it will be the silence, where I am, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence you don't know, you must go on, I can't go on, I'll go on