There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable.
Things forbidden have a secret charm.
My first walk illegally at 20 years old was between the towers of Notre Dame.
Pear Drops were exciting because they had a dangerous taste. All of us were warned against eating them, and the result was that we ate them more than ever.
It is forbidden to go east, but I have gone, forbidden to go on the great river, but I am there. Open your hearts, you spirits, and hear my song.
I'm attracted to stories of people who don't belong together, who embark on something and find themselves in places they don't belong.
The glamour of being forbidden must not be underestimated.
People want to see something they're not sure they should be seeing.
All these buildings are like mountains I would like to climb, but I am forbidden.
