"If I had a world of my own, everything would
be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is,
because everything would be what it isn’t.
And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be.
And what it wouldn’t be, it would.”
"we sailed away on a winter’s day, with fate as malleable as clay" - Joanna Newsom
By Léona Camille Ghislaine Delcourt / Nadja.
In Surrealist Women: An International Anthology, University of Texas Press, 1998.