That sort of reception - where everything is assimilated to the world of celebrity - makes me dream of becoming a more recalcitrant, harder to assimilate writer.

What, I ask, drives me to disorder? How can I diagnose myself? All I feel, most immediately, is the most anguished need for physical love and mental companionship -

The becoming of man is the history of the exhaustion of his possibilities.

Standing alone, photographs promise an understanding they cannot deliver. In the company of words, they take on meaning, but they slough off one meaning and take on another with alarming ease.

Mad people = People who stand alone and burn. I'm attracted to them because they give me permission to do the same.

The basic unit for contemporary art is not the idea, but the analysis of and extension of sensations.

Death is unbearable unless you can get beyond the I.