I wanted Paul to be like the figures that obsessively return in Bacon: faces eaten by something coming from the inside. Bernardo Bertolucci.
Each step in one’s spiritual development is the result of definite experiences. Arthur Koestler.
Yes, that’s certain, that event, that crime, that infinitesimal pulsation that rises inside one, reverberates, re-echoes, really hurts, before withering away and perishing in the form of words. J.M.G. Le Clezio.