For those of us who have been thrown into hell, mysterious melodies and the torturing images of a vanished beauty will always bring us, in the midst of crime and folly, the echo of that harmonious insurrection which bears witness, throughout the centuries, to the greatness of humanity.

To be born to create, to love, to win at games is to be born to live in time of peace. But war teaches us to lose everything and become what we were not. It all becomes a question of style.

I have not stopped loving that which is sacred in this world.

... habit starts at the second crime. At the first one, something is ending.

A symbol always transcends the one who makes use of it and makes him say in reality more than he is aware of expressing.

Every authentic work of art is a gift offered to the future.

Virtue cannot separate itself from reality without becoming a principle of evil.