An honest self-portrait is extremely rare because a man who has reached the degree of self-consciousness presupposed by the desire to paint his own portrait has almost always also developed an ego-consciousness which paints himself painting himself, and introduces artificial highlights and dramatic shadows.

The windiest militant trash Important Persons shout Is not so crude as our wish: What mad Nijinsky wrote About Diaghilev Is true of the normal heart; For the error bred in the bone Of each woman and each man Craves what it cannot have; Not universal love But to be loved alone.

Look if you like, but you will have to leap.

Human language is mythological and metaphorical by nature.

All that we are not stares back at what we are.

Desire, even in its wildest tantrums, can neither persuade me it is love nor stop me from wishing it were.

No hero is mortal till he dies.