A strange girl, all phosphorous and cantharides, burning with every desire! And burning with every vice!

You see, the strangeness of my case is that now I no longer fear the invisible, I’m terrified by reality.

It is the sheer ugliness and banality of everyday life which turns my blood to ice and makes me cringe in terror.

The charm of horror only tempts the strong

Ingratitude' is the name which avatars of Narcissus give to the success of others.

The larvae! The scent of young blood entices and draws them closer. There's no need to venture into antiquity to evoke the shades of the dead.

(Priests) cheapjack merchants selling paradise

But that woman is an encyclopedia!Of all vices, ancient and modern, and terribly interesting to leaf through!

To dream! Such dreams certainly make life more worth living... and only dreams can do that for me.

XVXVI, or 10-5-10-5-1, yielded H-E-H-E-A, which, unless she wanted to show her derisive laughter, made no sense.

Neither of us could stay within an enclosed cage for long.

No one can keep you down except yourself.

I am a PR disaster because I talk too much.

Photographs aren't accounts of scrutiny. The shutter is open for a fraction of a second.

I think rhythm is, when you talk about rhythmic sensibility, quite perceptive in that I like to have at least one thing that is at least common or familiar to the audience.

What am I most ashamed of in my life? Not keeping my promise to my sister and being too scared of America to attend her funeral.

To me, that's the foundational fact of my identity is that I'm a journalist and so it's hard to imagine putting anything else first.

Beware of people whose halos are on too tight.

If you have no authority to legislate my freedoms, then I'm truly free, at least from you.