The artist is the opposite of the politically minded individual, the opposite of the reformer, the opposite of the idealist. The artist does not tinker with the universe, he recreates it out of his own experience and understanding of life.

Life is 440 horsepower in a 2-cylinder engine.

Life has to be given a meaning because of the obvious fact that it has no meaning.

Why change the world? Change worlds!

The waking mind, you see, is the least serviceable in the arts.

How different the new order would be if we could consult the veteran instead of the politician.

Hell is probably quite similar to most Paris bistros ... a bit overheated, somewhat too crowded, and a little too noisy for my tastes. The waiters will surely treat you rudely and the cashiers will always add a few extra francs to your bill but ... and this is the important part ... the food will be marvelous.