Perhaps I know to what extent I can go too far.

It is not inspiration; it is expiration.

I have not looked at a newspaper in twenty years; if one is brought into the room, I flee. This is not because I am indifferent but because one cannot follow every road.

The spirit of creation is the spirit of contradiction. It is the breakthrough of appearances toward an unknown reality.

There are too many souls of wood not to love those wooden characters who do indeed have a soul.

I succeeded in bewitching a fair number and in being intoxicated with my mistakes.

Be a mere assistant to your unconscious. Do only half the work. The rest will do itself.