I do not despair in the least of ultimate triumph. I repeat it with intense conviction.

I am spending delightful afternoons in my garden, watching everything living around me. As I grow older, I feel everything departing, and I love everything with more passion.

Why is it that my heart is so touched whenever I meet a dog lost in our noisy streets? Why do I feel such anguished pity when I see one of these creatures coming and going, sniffing everyone, frightened, despairing of even finding its master?

Art for me...is a negation of society, an affirmation of the individual, outside of all the rules and all the demands of society.

Don't go looking at me like that because you'll wear your eyes out.

The day is not far off when one ordinary carrot may be pregnant with revolution.

The only basis for living is believing in life, loving it, and applying the whole force of one's intellect to know it better.