You Feel Your Strength In The Experience

It May Have Been In Pieces, But I Gave You The Best Of Me.

Out Here On The Perimeter There Are No Stars. Out Here We Is Stoned. Immaculate.

Cinema Returns Us To Anima, Religion Of Matter, Which Gives Each Thing Its Special Divinity And Sees Gods In All Things And Beings. Cinema, Heir Of Alchemy, Last Of An Erotic Science.

Actually I Don't Remember Being Born, It Must Have Happened During One Of My Black Outs.

We Fear Violence Less Than Our Own Feelings. Personal, Private, Solitary Pain Is More Terrifying Than What Anyone Else Can Inflict.