Quotes About Expression

Quizá eso que silencio sólo puedas decírmelo tú. Y noto que, a tu modo, me lo dices.

Sin ti la poesía ya no me dice nada, y nada tengo que decirle a ella.

Doré mi sol así las olas y la espuma que en tu cuerpo canta, canta -más por tus senos que por tu garganta- do re mi sol la si la sol la si la.

I like masculine aesthetics. But I also write, make art, have written poetry, and like feminine aesthetics as well. I am probably seen as too masculine by some and as too feminine by others, depending on how stereotypical they are.

You are never more honest than when you are sad.

Fine art, that exists for itself alone, is art in a final state of impotence. If nobody, including the artist, acknowledges art as a means of knowing the world, then art is relegated to a kind of rumpus room of the mind and the irresponsibility of the artist and the irrelevance of art to actual living becomes part and parcel of the practice of art.

Reason cannot produce the poetry disorder does.

I am happy only in that I am a monster.

Women do not normally fuck in the active sense. They are fucked in the passive tense and hence automatically fucked-up, done over, undone.

I will tell you what she was like. She was like a piano in a country where everyone has had their hands cut off.

Her face. And she smiling. For a moment, just that moment, you would have thought it was May morning.

The earth turned on the pivot of her mouth.

Man does and is dressed to do so, his skin is his own business. He is artful, the creation of culture. Woman is; and is, therefore, fully dressed in no clothes at all, her skin is common property.

Ironing's nice and simple,' he said. 'I get all tangled up in words when I'm putting together those interminable papers....

Excretion is his first concrete production and, through it, the child gains his first experience of labour relations. He may reserve the right to go on excremental strike or to engage in a form of faecal offensive. The excremental faculty is a manipulative device and to be baulked of the free control of it is to be deprived of the first, most elementary, expression of autonomy.

My work cuts like a steel blade at the base of a man's penis

What a joy it is to dance and sing!

What joy it is to dance and sing!

Her hair falls down like tears

Sorridi in pubblico, piangi in pubblico, vivi in pubblico, crepa in pubblico. C'era, sui loro visi, un'emozione schietta, atipica per gli attori. Stasera erano al telegiornale. E' la cosa peggiore veder soffrire i propri figli.

I will tell you what Jeanne was like. She was like a piano in a country where everyone has had their hands cut off.

Cities have sexes: London is a man, Paris a woman, and New York a well-adjusted transsexual.

For all cats have this particularity, each and every one, from the meanest alley sneaker to the proudest, whitest she that ever graced a pontiff's pillow — we have our smiles, as it were, painted on. Those small, cool, quite Mona Lisa smiles that smile we must, no matter whether it's been fun or it's been not. So all cats have a politician's air; we smile and smile and so they think we're villains

I hope that through my work, artists will take some chances, break some rules, and make art that comes from inside of them. I would like to be remembered as a kind person, a great Mom, and a bit unruly - in a good way!