One always has exaggerated ideas about what one doesn't know.

Men are never really willing to die except for the sake of freedom: therefore they do not believe in dying completely.

I am too much in love with my lies and hypocrisies not to confess them fervently.

Sometimes, carrying on, just carrying on, is the superhuman achievement.

We turn toward God only to obtain the impossible.

You make the mistake of thinking you have to choose, that you have to do what you want, that there are conditions for happiness. What matters — all that matters, really is the will to happiness, a kind of enormous, ever present consciousness. The rest - women , art, success — is nothing but excuses. A canvas waiting for our embroideries.

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