The conclusion does not belong to the artist.
If you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud.
The thought is a deed. Of all deeds she fertilizes the world most.
She was cold by nature, self-love predominating over passion; rather than being virtuous, she preferred to have her pleasures all to herself.
When you have a sorrow that is too great it leaves no room for any other.
Art for me...is a negation of society, an affirmation of the individual, outside of all the rules and all the demands of society.