" I'm interested in the places where sex reminds of me of death, where sex and love and passions bring one close to thinking about death. It may be my own problem, but sex reminds me of death very regulary. Anything which transforms one's life, as the sex act does, for half an hour or half a day, makes one look at oneself afresh. Think back to our adolescence and the way that sex looked to us then. It was quite an extraordinary thing-and it wasn't just ignorance that made it seem so. Familiarity makes us lose focus on how subversive sex is. It comes into our lives and breaks down our normal perception of ourselves. "