Blind Yourself, For I Am Blind.

Phantoms In General Are Nothing More Than Trifling Disorders Of The Spirit; Images We Cannot Contain Within The Bounds Of Sleep.

It Is The Hardest Thing To Close The Open Hand Of Someone You Love.

Women Are Like Dreams, They Are Never The Way You Would Like To Have Them.

Logic Is One Thing, The Human Animal Another. You Can Quite Easily Propose A Logical Solution To Something And At The Same Time Hope In Your Heart Of Hearts It Won't Work Out.

Inevitably We Construct Ourselves. Let Me Explain. I Enter This House And Immediately I Become What I Have To Become, What I Can Become: I Construct Myself. That Is, I Present Myself To You In A Form Suitable To The Relationship I Wish To Achieve With You. And, Of Course, You Do The Same With Me.