Nothing worthy can be built on a neglect of higher meanings and on a relativistic view of concepts and culture as a whole. Indeed, something greater than a phenomenon confined to art can be discerned shimmering here beneath the surface - shimmering not with light but with an ominous crimson glow.

Let us not forget that violence does not live alone and is not capable of living alone: it is necessarily interwoven with falsehood. Between them lies the most intimate, the deepest of natural bonds. Violence finds its only refuge in falsehood, falsehood its only support in violence. Any man who has once acclaimed violence as his method must inexorably choose falsehood as his principle.

We are so attached to the earth, and yet we are incapable of holding onto it.

In all probability an outburst of desperation in the midst of general submissiveness will always help.

The meaning of earthly existence lies not, as we have grown used to thinking, in prospering, but in the development of the soul...

The task of the artist is to sense more keenly than others the harmony of the world, the beauty and the outrage of what man has done to it, and poignantly to let people know.

... but it is human to be outraged by injustice, even to the point of courting destruction!