“I think it's a lovely hallucination but I love it sorta.”

“I don’t at all want to resemble some of these young designers who ask hallucinating prices for rags that are so in fashion now, that six months later, they are old-fashioned! I love vintage boutiques, I love to customize my clothes. And then, with my friends, we regularly exchange togs.”

“We're hallucinating. And that's what this world is: a mass hallucination, where fear seems more real than love. Fear is an illusion. Our craziness, paranoia, anxiety and trauma are literally all imagined.”

“I think I love him, but I also think that you can love people who aren't good for you.”

“I think I love you I think I'm mad.”

“I do love you. I think you know that, but just in case… I love you.”

“I loved him, you know, but I have a theory about love. I think that, however good it is, some love isn't meant to be for ever.”

“I need to write about love. I need to think and think and write about love-otherwise, my soul won’t survive.”

“Yes, I-- I think I love her. Is that nuts?”

“But if I don’t think about love, I will be nothing.”