When the form's in place, everything within it can be pure feeling.

...to understand infatuation, how the loved person can become a holding pattern for all the tattered ends of memory, experience and thought you've ever had.

No woman is an island-ess. We fall in love in hope of anchoring ourselves to someone else, to keep from falling.

We suicide ourselves for our own survival. Is there any hope of dipping back into the past and circling round it like you can in art?

If art's a seismographic project, when that project meets with failure, failure must become the subject too.

When you're living so intensely in your head there isn't any different between what you imagine and what actually takes place. Therefore, you're both omnipotent and powerless.

Desire isn't lack, it's surplus energy - a claustrophobia inside your skin -.

I don't believe in twisting yourself into knots of excuses and explanations over the food you make.

Paying tax is not a punishment. It's a responsibility.

From birth to death we are alone.

The town I came from really had one industry, and that was furniture.

The essence of beauty is unity in variety.

Most of the time people feel okay. Probably it's because at the moment they're not actually dying.

More caution and perhaps more restraint are necessary in breaking a fast than in keeping it.

I think parts of my soul have been saved by my writing, not in the sense of escaping death, but escaping the death of the moment, perhaps.

Spring appears and we are once more children.

It's going to be over soon, so I don't really have time to get busy.