Let your passions be only for tangible things: food, sunlight, sex, water.

Indifference is a pose. Underneath, a heart is beating.

When love becomes a perfect fire it leaves only ashes.

Between a sigh and a moan you will find me.

Who needs an answer? Wave, knock me down, spread your white foam over me!

One should live as if living were all that mattered.

Being passionate, naive, following one's whims, doing foolish things-that's what makes life worth living.

You need spirit, fire, to write. You can't write out of indifference.

You need fire, conviction, to write. You can't write out of indifference.