Without Freedom There Is No Art.

If Something Is Going To Happen To Me, I Want To Be There.

Those Who Write Clearly Have Readers.

And So I Learned That Familiar Paths Traced In The Dusk Of Summer Evenings May Lead As Well To Prison As To Innocent Untroubled Sleep.

Every Ideology Is Contrary To Human Psychology.

Without Freedom, No Art; Art Lives Only On The Restraints It Imposes On Itself, And Dies Of All Others.