“I want! I want! I want!”
“But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.”
“I don't want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin.”
“I want God, I want poetry, I want danger, I want freedom, I want sin.”
“What is it to you if I don't want others to want for me, if I want to want myself — if I want the impossible...”
“A thousand times, when the train slowed or stopped, I thought of jumping off. I wanted to die in a ditch. I wanted to disappear. I wanted a different history and geography. In rhythm with the wheels I said I want I want I want I want I stayed on the train.”