I dedicate this novel to Gala, who was constantly by my side while I was writing it, who was the good fairy of my equilibrium, who banished the salamanders of my doubts and strengthened the lions of certainties...
The reason some portraits don't look true to life is that some people make no effort to resemble their pictures.
Take me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic.
One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.
My art is capable of liberating man from the tyranny of the ‘practical, rational world.