The more I accuse myself, the more right I have to judge you. Even better, I make you judge yourself, which comforts me the more.

To grow old is to pass from passion to compassion.

Big tears of frustration and exhaustion were streaming down his cheeks. But because of all the wrinkles, they weren't dripping off. They spread out and ran together again, leaving a watery film over his ruined face.

Perhaps we cannot prevent this world from being a world in which children are tortured. But we can reduce the number of tortured children.

The first choice an artist makes is precisely to be an artist, and if he chooses to be an artist it is in consideration of what he is himself and because of a certain idea he has of art

We are rebels for a cause, poets with a dream , and we won't let this world die without a fight.

Nothing in the world is worth turning one's back on what one loves.