When you have nobody you can make a cup of tea for, when nobody needs you, that’s when I think life is over.

I can’t write without a reader. It’s precisely like a kiss—you can’t do it alone.

That’s absurd,” I said with a little laugh. “Nobody can read too much. That’s like saying someone breathes too much.

Extinguish my eyes, I’ll go on seeing you.
Seal my ears, I’ll go on hearing you.
And without feet I can make my way to you,
without a mouth I can swear your name.

Break off my arms, I’ll take hold of you
with my heart as with a hand.
Stop my heart, and my brain will start to beat.
And if you consume my brain with fire,
I’ll feel you burn in every drop of my blood.