You've never seen death? Look in the mirror every day and you will see it like bees working in a glass hive.

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

Childhood knows what it wants - to leave childhood behind.

At all costs the true world of childhood must prevail, must be restored; that world whose momentous, heroic, mysterious quality is fed on airy nothings, whose substance is so ill-fitted to withstand the brutal touch of adult inquisition.

The runner stopped dead, lost his balance, froze in one of those violent attitudes in which the photographers petrify living reality.

Every day in the mirror I watch death at work.

One is either judge or accused. The judge sits, the accused stands. Live on your feet.