I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who ski better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.

I am too pure for you or anyone.

we walk the plank with strangers.

I must not be selfless: develop a sense of self. A solidness that can't be attacked.

The artist's life nourishes itself on the particular, the concrete.

I began to think vodka was my drink at last. It didn’t taste like anything, but it went straight down into my stomach like a sword swallowers’ sword and made me feel powerful and godlike.

If you love her", I said, "you'll love somebody else someday.