"'Are you always a smartass?'
‘Nope. Sometimes I’m asleep.’"
"Years disintegrate into months, months into days, days into hours, minutes into seconds, seconds run past. You won’t catch them. Everything runs past. Flies away. Who am I? I am a certain number of seconds - that have run past. The result: nothing. Nothing."
"The world is the mirror of myself dying."
"…curious way that my idealism has been mixed with my fatalism, so that I can possess the soul of a dreamer and that of a cynic at the same time…"
"A work of art doesn’t have to be explained. If you do not have any feeling about this, I cannot explain it to you. If this doesn’t touch you, I have failed."
"The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you’ve got it made."
"But this dark is deep:
now I warm you with my blood, listen
to this flesh.
It is far truer than poems."
"I am afraid to stay here alone, I have nothing except my body
— it glistens in the dark, a star with crossed hands,
so that I am scared to look at myself. Earth,
do not abandon me."
"Youth is easily deceived because it is quick to hope."
"Even sound seemed to fail in this air, like the air was worn out with carrying sounds so long."