On the level of simple sensation and mood, making love surely resembles an epileptic fit at least as much as, if not more than, it does eating a meal or conversing with someone.

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.

Yoga is a method to come to a nondreaming mind. Yoga is the science to be in the here and now.

Memory is all that matters in the end

Our rages daughters of despair creep and squirm like worms. Prayer is the only form of revolt which remains upright.

I am in a mixed race marriage myself, and I have a mixed race son....The racial perception interest is probably always going to be there to some extent.

Whenever I write for hotel reservations, I always enclose a set of rules I have made for the hotels.

He might want to watch where he lands when tackling that guy, because he could really hurt his hand if it gets stepped on.

I try to live in the moment, every moment.

Take my camel, dear,' said my aunt Dot, climbing down from that animal on her return from high Mass.

There is no alternative to class struggle.

For nothing reaches the heart but what is from the heart, or pierces the conscience but what comes from a living conscience