All growth is a leap in the dark.
No man is great enough or wise enough for any of us to surrender our destiny to. The only way in which anyone can lead us is to restore to us the belief in our own guidance.
We live at the edge of the miraculous.
An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness.
Dedication is not what others expect of you, it is what you can give to others.
I am living at the Villa Borghese. There is not a crumb of dirt anywhere, nor a chair misplaced. We are all alone here and we are dead.