The Artist Is A Kind Of Prison

He Has The Manner Of A Giant With The Look Of A Child, A Lazy Activeness, A Mad Wisdom, A Solitude Encompassing The World.

I'm Not Willing Just To Be Tolerated. That Wounds My Love Of Love And Of Liberty.

A Man's Truest Self Realizations Might Require Him, Above All, To Learn To Close His Eyes: To Let Himself Be Taken Unawares, To Follow His Dark Angel, To Risk His Illegal Instincts.

The Ability To Laugh Heartily Is The Sign Of A Healthy Soul.

Emotion Resulting From A Work Of Art Is Only Of Value When It Is Not Obtained By Sentimental Blackmail.