And I thought, there was no God, there was only what you wanted.

She would be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight to flamenco guitar.

The phoenix must burn to emerge.

I know it feels like you have all these options and when you make a decision, you lose a world of possibilities. But the reality is, until you make a decision, you have nothing at all.

Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of poisons is essential. I've told you, nobody becomes an artist unless they have to.

Their love as a dragonfly, skimming over echo park, stoppin to visit the lotus. Eating dreams and drinking blue sky.

How right that the body changed over time, becoming a gallery of scars, a canvas of experience, a testament to life and one's capacity to endure it.

It's such a liability to love another person.

Find someone who will tremble for your touch, someone whose fingers are a poem.

Memory is the fourth dimension to any landscape.

Beauty was empty as a gourd, vain as a parakeet. But it had power. It smelled of musk and oranges and made you close your eyes in a prayer.

I used to think that I could never lose anyone if I photographed them enough. In fact, my pictures show me how much I’ve lost.

But what is unjust? That depends on a person's thoughts, values, and beliefs. People differ sharply on what is just or unjust in this world. Thus, some people become angry much quicker than others.

The power of touch. Life is controlled by such a facet manipulated by Man. All are knowledgeable of its boundaries, most are negligent.

Friendship often ends in love but love in friendship - never.

The person attempting to travel two roads at once will get nowhere.

My sister really drooled a lot when she was younger. For her wedding, I was going to get her one of those lace drool cups that go around the ears.

The idea that consciousness is the ground of being is the basis of all spiritual traditions.

To watch King Lear is to approach the recognition that there is indeed no meaning in life, and that there are limits to human understanding.

A glass of absinthe is as poetical as anything in the world. What difference is there between a glass of absinthe and a sunset?

I pick the hair from her eyes and watch her misery with compassion.