I Opened Myself To The Gentle Indifference

Rebellion Cannot Exist Without The Feeling That Somewhere, In Some Way, You Are Justified.

Yes, I'm Happy, In Human Terms.

The Primordial Sea Indefatigably Repeats The Same Words And Casts Up The Same Astonished Beings On The Same Sea-shore.

I've Seen Of Enough Of People Who Die For An Idea. I Don't Believe In Heroism; I Know It's Easy And I've Learned It Can Be Murderous. What Interests Me Is Living And Dying For What One Loves.

It's Not The Struggle That Makes Us Artists, But Art That Makes Us Struggle.