Money is everywhere but so is poetry. What we lack are the poets.
Hype is the awkward and desperate attempt to convince journalists that what you've made is worth the misery of having to review it.
There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the passion of life.
The artist is the medium between his fantasies and the rest of the world.
When I do things without any explanation, but just with spontaneity...I can be sure that I am right.
A created thing is never invented and it is never true: it is always and ever itself.