Strangeness is an ingredient necessary in beauty.

This life is a hospital where every patient is possessed with the desire to change beds; one man would like to suffer in front of the stove, and another believes that he would recover his health beside the window.

Dancing is poetry with arms and legs.

What do I care if you are good? Be beautiful! and be sad!

What could be more simple and more complex, more obvious and more profound than a portrait.

All forms of beauty, like all possible phenomena, contain an element of the eternal and an element of the transitory - of the absolute and of the particular. Absolute and eternal beauty does not exist, or rather it is only an abstraction creamed from the general surface of different beauties. The particular element in each manifestation comes from the emotions: and just as we have our own particular emotions, so we have our own beauty.

Extract the eternal from the ephemeral.