Beyond a certain point there is no return. This point has to be reached.

We photograph things in order to drive them out of our minds. My stories are a way of shutting my eyes.

Some deny the existence of misery by pointing to the sun; he denies the existence of the sun by pointing to misery.

I carry the bars within me.

Two possibilities: making oneself infinitely small or being so. The second is perfection, that is to say, inactivity, the first is beginning, that is to say, action.

Beyond a certain point there is no return. This point has to be reached.

Paths are made by walking