A picture is not a window...an abstract refers to no reality but its own.
I'm not willing just to be tolerated. That wounds my love of love and of liberty.
The extreme limit of wisdom, that's what the public calls madness.
It is not I who become addicted, it is my body.
The speed of a runaway horse counts for nothing.
When a work appears to be ahead of its time, it is only the time that is behind the work.