I’m in love with cities I’ve never been to and people I’ve never met.
We can’t hate ourselves into a version of ourselves we can love.
I only wanted absolute quiet to think out why I had developed a sad attitude toward sadness, a melancholy attitude toward melancholy and a tragic attitude toward tragedy—why I had become identified with the objects of my horror or compassion.
I feel I change my mind all the time. And I sort of feel that’s your responsibility as a person, as a human being — to constantly be updating your positions on as many things as possible. And if you don’t contradict yourself on a regular basis, then you’re not thinking.
I am overwhelmed with things I ought to have written about and never found the proper words.