I never feel so much myself as when I'm in a hot bath.

Love is a shadow. How you lie and cry after it

The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

Slowly, slowly, catch the monkey.

I like you, but not too much. I don’t want to like anybody too much.

I laid my face to the smooth face of the marble and howled my loss into the cold salt rain.

I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.