You haven't beaten me. You have sacrificed sure footing for a killing stroke.

The training is nothing! The will is everything! The will to act.

To conquer fear, you must become fear.

Death does not wait for you to be ready! Death is not considerate or fair. And make no mistake: here, you face death.

I am certainly a romantic, but with a good scientific and rationalist half: thus, from this conflict I sometimes come out victorious, but exhausted.

You haven't beaten me. You have sacrificed sure footing for a killing stroke.

What I want is an art of equilibrium, of purity and tranquility, free from unsettling or disturbing subjects, so that all those who work with their brains, and this includes business men as well as artists and writers, will look on it as something soothing, a kind of cerebral sedative as relaxing in its way as a comfortable armchair.