If man is not ready to risk his life, where is his dignity?

Youth is a religion from which one always ends up being converted.

The crucial discovery was made that, in order to become painting, the universe seen by the artist had to become a private one created by himself.

If man is not ready to risk his life, where is his dignity?

The great mystery is not that we should have been thrown down here at random between the profusion of matter and that of the stars; it is that from our very prison we should draw, from our own selves, images powerful enough to deny our own nothingness.

In a world in which everything is subject to the passing of time, art alone is both subject to time and yet victorious over it.

Since 1789 history has had a new perspective, revolution being a successful revolt, and revolt a revolution that has failed.