We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves.
The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself.
"To be a writer is to acknowledge the secret wounds that we carry inside."
我是音乐界的头号人物。这意味着任何活着的人都是第二名。
Mon innocence enfin commence à me peser.