Talent is a long patience.
On spinach: I dislike it, and am happy to dislike it because if I liked it I would eat it, and I cannot stand it.
To see one's name in print! Some people commit a crime for no other reason.
Exuberance is better than taste.
The cult of art gives pride; one never has too much of it.
My life which I dream will be so beautiful, so poetic, so vast, so filled with love will turn out to be like everybody else's - monotonous, sensible, stupid.