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

With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.

My mistakes are my life.

What is more true than anything else? To swim is true and to sink is true. One cannot speak any more of being, one must speak onlyof the mess.

Unfathomable mind, now beacon, now sea.

Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards, I take the air there willingly, perhaps more willingly than elsewhere, when take the air I must.

Suffering is the main condition of the artistic experience.