Mad people = People who stand alone and burn. I'm attracted to them because they give me permission to do the same.

Sanity is a cozy lie.

A family's photograph album is generally about the extended family and, often, is all that remains of it.

The taste for quotations (and for the juxtaposition of incongruous quotations) is a Surrealist taste.

A fiction about soft or easy deaths is part of the mythology of most diseases that are not considered shameful or demeaning.

What is the most beautiful in virile men is something feminine; what is most beautiful in feminine women is something masculine.

I haven't been everywhere, but it's on my list.

In place of a hermeneutics we need an erotics of art.

Surrealism in painting amounted to little more than the contents of a meagerly stocked dream world: a few witty fantasies, mostly wet dreams and agoraphobic nightmares.

It is easier to endure than to change. But once one has changed, what was endured is hard to recall.

A large part of the popularity and persuasiveness of psychology comes from its being a sublimated spiritualism: a secular, ostensibly scientific way of affirming the primacy of "spirit" over matter.

The man irritated her just like a rash.

You hate someone whom you really wish to love, but whom you cannot love. Perhaps he himself prevents you. That is a disguised form of love.

We must never forget that while striving to leave a better planet to our kids, it is just as important that we strive to leave better kids to our planet.

Since we cannot change reality, let us change the eyes which see reality.

Had enough of my poetry yet? That's why they pay me to fight demons instead.

If you don't measure up to your expectations, realize that you should just be life without expectations.

Things that can't go on forever, won't. Debts that can't be paid, won't be.

There's no light at the end of the tunnel in the Republican message, no promise of better things to come. There's only the present stagnation, followed by a slow decline.

The highest praise of God consists in the denial of him by the atheist who finds creation so perfect that it can dispense with a creator.

We create stories to define our existence. If we do not create the stories, we probably go mad.