Appreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism.
Not only should you not accept a prize. You should not try to deserve one either.
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
Art is science made flesh.
After the writer's death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
Be a constant outrage to modesty There is nothing to fear: modesty is exercised only among the blind.