“I hate cameras. They are so much more sure than I am about everything.”

“Everything with me is either worship and passion or pity and understanding. I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously. For example now, I hate the bank and everything connected with it. I also hate Dutch paintings, penis-sucking, parties, and cold rainy weather. But I am much more preoccupied with loving.”

“I hated him more than anything. I loved him more than anything. Because, he was everything. And I hated that, too.”

“I am aware that I am less than some people prefer me to be, but most people are unaware that I am so much more than what they see.”

“How had this happened? Everyone in the world knew more than us, about everything, and this I hated then found hugely comforting.”

“and so will the world end, I think, a victim of love rather than hate. For love's ever been the more destructive weapon, sure.”