As Spectator I wanted to explore photography not as a question (a theme) but as a wound.

Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire.

...language is never innocent.

Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.

I am interested in language because it wounds or seduces me.

The birth of the reader must be at the cost of the death of the Author.

Man does not exist prior to language, either as a species or as an individual.

To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.

The skyscraper establishes the block, the block creates the street, the street offers itself to man.

We know that the war against intelligence is always waged in the name of common sense.

The photographic image... is a message without a code.

Isn't it strange how wise counsel can cool the hottest head? He made sense but my heart screamed protest.

No ideals. No illusions. Just reality - but more perfect than you’ve ever imagined. That’s what being mindful and living in the present means.

For me, horror movies are a real escape.

The problem, when comparing contemporary television to television in 1974, is that TV has become not just bad but sad.

I learned, especially from my mother, to respect the profession and take it seriously, but not take yourself too seriously.

Long-lasting change that will help you create new habits and actions requires an inside-out approach, as well as two very important tools: the mirror and time.

An ounce of practice is worth more than tons of preaching.

All human victories, all human progress, stand upon the inner force.

Nobody is born a dancer.

You gotta be, like, a professional hippie. You need to make music because you love it.