Marcel Proust

The bonds that unite another person to our self exist only in our mind.

Only through art can we emerge from ourselves and know what another person sees.

The charms of the passing woman are generally in direct proportion to the swiftness of her passing.

The flaw of an amateur is to assume what's in our head is what's on the page.

A myth is a lie that conceals or reveals a truth. But if it reveals even a strand of history or truth, that's what gets my adrenaline going.

I have a naturally camp sensibility and a camp sense of humour. I love the icons that gay people love.