Get Rid Of Meaning. Your Mind Is

I Understand That When People Read My Books That There's Something There - But I Don't Identify With It.

Whereas The Slums In Hamburg Are The Slums Of Its Sailors, Berlin Is A Big Slum.

Death Is Another Bar Which Lies Several Steps Below The Normal World. I'm At Its Threshold, But Not Yet In It. Its Doorway Is Doorless.

I Wasn't Really Into Body Piercings Until I Found That About Half My Female Students Had Them.

I Have Become Interested In Languages Which I Cannot Make Up, Which I Cannot Create Or Even Create In: I Have Become Interested In Languages Which I Can Only Come Up Upon (as I Disappear), A Pirate Upon Buried Treasure. The Dreamer, The Dreaming, The Dream. I Call These Languages, Languages Of The Body.