“The world inside myself is vaster and richer than this paltry plane, peopled with mere galaxies and gods.”
“This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces. And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.”
“Most nights I lay on my futon I was sick with anxiety, and felt a pit inside myself as big and empty as if the world were nothing more than giant hall empty of people.”
“I can see inside planes!' he yells. 'Come and look!'It's difficult climbing in a mini dress...I haul myself up even though my arms ache. I want to see inside planes too. I want to watch the wind and catch birds in my fist.”
“Can a country's people be better than its planes?”
“Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry,Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!”