灵魂
Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.
To be misunderstood is the fate of all great spirits.
Ô triste, triste était mon âme / À cause, à cause d’une femme.
The soul that has conceived one wickedness can nurse no good thereafter.
To be happy is only to have freed one's soul from the unrest of unhappiness.
The only obsession everyone wants: ‘love.’ People think that in falling in love they make themselves whole? The Platonic union of souls? I think otherwise. I think you’re whole before you begin. And the love fractures you. You’re whole, and then you’re cracked open.
The work of art is a map of the soul.
The work of art is a mirror of the soul.
My work is a projection of my soul.