For him in India the British were ridiculous, stiff, unconfident, rule-bound. And he'd made me feel that we couldn't allow ourselves the shame of failure in front of these people. You couldn't let the...
Everything has become very conventional. You're either in or you're out. I'm with the out- with the weird, the impossible, the victimised and the broken. It's the only place to be.
Desire is naughty and doesn't conform to our ideals, which is why we have such a need of them. Desire mocks all human endeavour and makes it worthwhile. Desire is the original anarchist and undercover...
Artists were allowed, indeed encouraged, to lead more libidinous lives on behalf of others who had, of necessity, to leave their jouissance at the door while they worked.
A few words of criticism and I can bear a grudge for three days at a time, convinced she is plotting against me. None of this has diminished despite years of self-analysis, therapy and writing as heal...
صرت مقتنعاً أن الفتنة الشخصية لا الرصانة ولا النزاهة ولا حتى اللياقة هي أولى المواهب الاجتماعية، حتى أنني صرت اعجب بالاشخاص الغلظاء أو الرذلاء شرط أن يكونوا مثيرين للاهتمام .
تتساءل لماذا يتحمّل الناس كل ذلك، لأنهم اعتادوا على ذلك. و لم يعد بإمكانهم أن يروا إمكانية أن تكون الأشياء مختلفة. ما يفاجئني ليس الكم الكثير الذي يطلبه الناس، بل القليل الذي يطلبونه.
Behind him a string of broken women has hardly been alive.
Women are attracted to artists, of course, as they are to doctors and prisoners on death row. The powerful and the vulnerable. If you want to continue to get laid, particularly as you get older, that’...
Watching Jamila sometimes made me think the world was divided into three sorts of people: those who knew what they wanted to do; those (the unhappiest) who never knew what their purpose in life was; a...
Truth telling, therefore, has to be an ultimate value, until it clashes with another ultimate value, pleasure, at which point, to state the obvious, there is conflict.
But you're beautiful, and the beautiful should be given whatever they want.Hey, what about the ugly ones?The ugly ones. She poked her tongue out. It's their fault if their ugly. They're to be blamed,...
As a Newbody, however, I began to like the pornographic circus of rough sex; the stuff that resembled some of the modern dance I had seen, animalistic, without talk. I begged to be turned into meat, h...
And so I sat in the centre of this old city that I loved, which itself sat at the bottom of a tiny island. I was surrounded by people I loved, and I felt happy and miserable at the same time. I though...
And if anyone manages to get their sexuality and their love lined up together, they are indeed lucky. It is as rare as a fine spring day in the country.
Almost certainly I will not tell her my intentions this evening or tonight. I will put it off. Why? Because words are actions and they make things happen. Once they are out you cannot put them back.
All sex, and indeed all pleasure, must include a poisonous drop of perversion, of devilish transgression—of evil, even—for it to be worth getting into bed for.
A man who hasn’t left behind him a string of broken women has hardly been alive.
Creo que la felicidad sólo es posible si nos dejamos guiar por nuestros sentimientos, nuestra intuición y nuestros deseos verdaderos. Si se actúa empujado por el sentido del deber, la obligación, el s...
At the same time, you have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you. How to hold them in the right relation?