You never give away your heart; you lend it from time to time. If it were not so, how could we take it back without asking?

I fell in love once, if love be that cruelty which takes us straight to the gates of Paradise only to remind us they are closed for ever.

Anything outside marriage seems like freedom and excitement.

Creativity is on the side of health – it isn't the thing that drives us mad; it is the capacity in us that tries to save us from madness.

Stories are always true... it's the facts that mislead.

I think people deceive themselves about themselves, particularly as they get older.

The hard-bound space hides the vulnerable self.

Pulsar: a dying star spinning under its own exploding anarchic energy, like a lighthouse on speed. A star the size of a city, a city the size of a star, whirling round and round, its death-song caught by a radio receiver, light years later, like a recorded message nobody heard, back-played now into infinity across time. Love and loss.

Pain is very often a maimed creature without a mouth.

My mother had painted the white roses red and now she claimed they grew that way.