I feel myself inhabited by a force or being -- very little known to me. It gives the orders; I follow.

If an addict who has been completely cured starts smoking again he no longer experiences the discomfort of his first addiction. There exists, therefore, outside alkaloids and habit, a sense for opium, an intangible habit which lives on, despite the recasting of the organism. The dead drug leaves a ghost behind. At certain hours it haunts the house.

What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you.

If a poet has a dream, it is not of becoming famous, but of being believed.

The ear disapproves but tolerates certain musical pieces; transfer them into the domain of our nose, and we will be forced to flee.

The dead drug leaves a ghost behind. At certain hours it haunts the house.

How our old friend [Michelangelo] of the Sistine would have loved to photograph his workers, perched on the fragile planks. Dali was right to say Leonardo only worked from photographs.