What always seems miraculous is when aesthetic necessities yield an insight which otherwise I would have missed.

Yes we are devilish; that is true we cackle. Yes we are dark like the soil and wild like the animals. And we turn to each other and stare into this darkness. We find it beautiful. We find this darkness irresistible. We cease all hiding.

What always seems miraculous is when aesthetic necessities yield an insight which otherwise I would have missed.

I think artists can go to a level of vision that can often save us from a situation which seems to have no solution whatsoever.

I am not so different in my history of abandonment from anyone else after all. We have all been split away from the earth, each other, ourselves.

Although the many virtues that courtesans possessed were employed to defy circumstances, the role they played depended on the same circumstances over which they triumphed- conditions which to, fortunately for modern women, no longer exist.

Every time I deny myself I commit a kind of suicide.