What is Man? A miserable little pile of secrets.
The only domain where the divine is visible is that of art, whatever name we choose to call it.
Seldom is a Gothic head more beautiful than when broken.
The truth of a man is first and foremost what he hides.
As for the outside world, the artist is confronted by what he sees; but what he sees is primarily what he looks at.
There are not fifty ways of fighting, there is only one: to be the conqueror.