That's the way the mind works: the brain is genetically disposed towards organization, yet if not controlled, will link even the most imagerial fragment to another on the flimsiest pretense and in the most freewheeling manner, as if it takes a kind of organic pleasure in creative association, without regards to logic or chronological sequence.

There are essential and inessential insanities. The later are solar in character, the former are linked to the moon.

There are only two mantras, yum and yuck, mine is yum.

Approfondement is a French word that means 'playing easily in the deep.'

Reality is contradictory. And it's paradoxical. If there's any one word -- if you had to pick one word to describe the nature of the universe -- I think that word would be paradox. That's true at the subatomic level, right through sociological, psychological, philosophical levels on up to cosmic levels.

Christianity is merely a system for turning priestesses into handmaidens, queens into concubines, and goddesses into muses.

The full moon - the mandala of the sky.