If we understood the enigmas of life there would be no need for art.
For centuries the death penalty, often accompanied by barbarous refinements, has been trying to hold crime in check; yet crime persists. Why? Because the instincts that are warring in man are not, as the law claims, constant forces in a state of equilibrium.
Art does not tolerate reason.
The world I live in is loathsome to me, but I feel one with the men who suffer in it
If the world were clear, art would not exist.
Integrity has no need of rules.