I've Said This Over And Over, But

The Only Way I Can Lose My Mind In Bed Is To Destroy Myself In A Fantasy.

The Artist Seeks Contact With His Intuitive Sense Of The Gods, But In Order To Create His Work, He Cannot Stay In This Seductive And Incorporeal Realm. He Must Return To The Material World In Order To Do His Work. It's The Artist's Responsibility To Balance Mystical Communication And The Labor Of Creation.

People Like Beauty And Purity. They Pretend That's What It's All About.

The Film [dream Of Life], In The End, Is Life-affirming, And I Think It's Always Useful For People To Be Reminded That No Matter How Rough Things Get, No Matter What Kind Of Twists And Turns Our Lives Can Take, We Can Keep Going, We Can Create Something New.

I Still Don't Want To Be Put In The Feminist Bag. I'm A Humanist.