Hope Is A Contraband Passed From Hand

A Cigarette Is A Breathing Space. It Makes A Parenthesis. The Time Of A Cigarette Is A Parenthesis, And If It Is Shared, You Are Both In That Parenthesis. Its Like A Proscenium Arch For A Dialogue.

When We Read A Story, We Inhabit It. The Covers Of The Book Are Like A Roof And Four Walls.

The Opposite Of Love Is Not To Hate But To Separate. If Love And Hate Have Something In Common It Is Because, In Both Cases, Their Energy Is That Of Bringing And Holding Together

I Can't Tell You What Art Does And How It Does It, But I Know That Often Art Has Judged The Judges, Pleaded Revenge To The Innocent And Shown To The Future What The Past Suffered, So That It Has Never Been Forgotten. Art, When It Functions Like This, Becomes A Meeting-place Of The Invisible, The Irreducible, The Enduring, Guts, And Honor.

Men Look At Women. Women Watch Themselves Being Looked At. This Determines Not Only Most Relations Between Men And Women But Also The Relation Of Women To Themselves. The Surveyor Of Woman In Herself Is Male: The Surveyed Female. Thus She Turns Herself Into An Object - And Most Particularly An Object Of Vision: A Sight.