You Live Out The Confusions Until They

I Prefer Empty Cages, Sabina, Until I Find A Unique Bird I Once Saw In My Dreams.

Great Repressions Create Dualities.

I Have So Strong A Sense Of Creation, Of Tomorrow, That I Cannot Get Drunk, Knowing I Will Be Less Alive, Less Well, Less Creative The Next Day.

We Do Not See The World As It Is. We See The Word As We Are.

What Everyone Forgets Is That Passion Is Not Merely A Heightened Sensual Fusion But A Way Of Life Which Produces, As In The Mystics, An Ecstatic Awareness Of The Whole Of Life.