“Sometimes I think I'm an artist. Once in a great while I even think I may be a visionary, but never a prophet, a seer.”
“I'm thinking of aurochs and angels, the secret of durable pigments, prophetic sonnets, the refuge of art, And this is the only immortality that you and I may share, my Lolita.”
“I may believe I'm not up to snuff, but Jill? Jill thinks I can date the Great Gatsby.”
“I think the great artists (..) have always thought with the heart.”
“I'm not sure I even need a lover, male or female. Sometimes I think I'd settle for five good friends.”
“Sometimes I don't even know if I'm extremely happy or extremely sad. It happens a lot when I think of you”