The Cinema Is Death At Work.

Silence Moves Faster When It's Going Backward.

Here I Am Trying To Live, Or Rather, I Am Trying To Teach The Death Within Me How To Live.

The World Owes Its Enchantment To These Curious Creatures And Their Fancies; But Its Multiple Complicity Rejects Them. Thistledown Spirits, Tragic, Heartrending In Their Evanescence, They Must Go Blowing Headlong To Perdition.

Celebrity: I Picture Myself As A Marble Bust With Legs To Run Everywhere.

The Prettiest Dresses Are Worn To Be Taken Off.