My own ultraviolet darling. " Lolita
I have never seen a more lucid, more lonely, better balanced mad mind than mine.
The spiral is a spiritualized circle. In the spiral form, the circle, uncoiled, has ceased to be vicious; it has been set free.
Play! Invent the world! Invent reality!
The square root of I is I.
Time is rhythm: the insect rhythm of a warm humid night, brain ripple, breathing, the drum in my temple—these are our faithful timekeepers; and reason corrects the feverish beat.