I was stirred only like a leaf in the wind, that is all. . .

When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons.

I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.

We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.

Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.

There are two ways to reach me: by way of kisses or by way of the imagination. But there is a hierarchy: the kisses alone don't work.

Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together.

We are like sculptors, constantly carving out of others the image we long for, need, love or desire, often against reality, against their benefit, and always, in the end, a disappointment, because it does not fit them.

Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.