We live at the edge of the miraculous.

The ordinary man is involved in action, the hero acts. An immense difference.

I had a microscopic eye for the blemish, for the grain of ugliness which to me constituted the sole beauty of the object.

I have made a silent compact with myself not to change a line of what I write. I am not interested in perfecting my thoughts, nor my actions.

Obscenity is a cleansing process, whereas pornography only adds to the murk.

An artist earns the right to call himself a creator only when he admits to himself that he is but an instrument.

Surrealism is merely the reflection of the death process. It is one of the manifestations of a life becoming extinct, a virus which quickens the inevitable end.