When I Write, I Solemnly Visit Myself.

I Enjoy Wording. Words For Me Are Tangible Bodies, Visible Sirens, Incarnate Sensualities.

And As Well As I Dream, I Reason If I Want, For That's Just Another Kind Of Dream.

I'd Like To Be In The Country So That I'd Could Like Being In The City.

Let Us Sculpt In Hopeless Silence All Our Dreams Of Speaking.

Art Consists In Making Others Feel What We Feel.