To Lie, Of Course, Is To Engender

Write. Write Until It Stops Hurting.

The Softness Of The Summer Day Like An Ermine Paw.

I Reserve The Right To Love Many Different People At Once, And To Change My Prince Often.

The Personal Life Deeply Lived Always Expands Into Truths Beyond Itself.

Ordinary Life Does Not Interest Me. I Seek Only The High Moments. I Am In Accord With The Surrealists, Searching For The Marvelous.