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.
每个人都渴望的痴迷：‘爱’。人们认为坠入爱河会使自己完整？灵魂的柏拉图式结合？我不这么认为。我认为你在开始之前就是完整的。而爱使你破碎。你本是完整的，然后你被裂开。
I don’t think of myself as a classical artist or a pop artist. I just think of myself as an artist.
你不能因为我做我自己而生气，我又没干涉你。
最终，我们都只是故事，被讲述和重述，直到它们变成神话。