portraits, with their blurred edges fall much closer to the heart of the beholder than photographs with their well-defined edges. Portraits have always given me the feeling of perceiving people as eternal or as manifestations of eternity, as if I have been familiar with them for the whole eternity that preceded my essence.
Sex and Taboo
�Do you know why parents make sure that their young children would never know about it[sex]? It is because only then that the poor young kids will realize that this world is not the masterpiece of the average Disney artist! Sex� Sex is just like a boil. You have been born with it but you have always been unaware of its existence. You came across it in a day of adolescence. At the first sight you have felt it itching, you have felt it itching with anger. Anger is the son of regret, regret that it was forced to leave you in peace for all those years. Now, you will definitely rub it, and the more you will, the more it will itch you and the more it will swell and get hot. Only after it gets a cupful of your nerves, and gives you a spoonful of its forbidden bitter sweetness,� he leant towards me, his face looking at the bed, then he slowly raised his head slightly, his ophthalmic blue eyes appearing directly under his devilish white eyebrows, �It bursts in blood."
Pain and healing
"I love to see pain, I love to see wounds. Only pain and wounds provoke our sense of pity. And only the sense of pity can explode the endless wells of healing we have in our hearts. The healer must take the pain of the sufferer and reform it by the purity of his soul into an endless healing power."
Human irrationality
"Those are the human beings! You die of laughter if a poor man slips on the street, but you yell and weep if a van runs over him. You yawn and sleep in opera houses but you�d die to sneak into the backstage, because you know that only there the erotic bodies of the actresses are denuded!"