If a hermit lives in a state of ecstasy, his lack of comfort becomes the height of comfort. He must relinquish it.
I succeeded in bewitching a fair number and in being intoxicated with my mistakes.
He has the manner of a giant with the look of a child, a lazy activeness, a mad wisdom, a solitude encompassing the world.
The only way to kill death is through photography.
He who is affected by an insult is infected by it.
Artists can no more speak about their work, than plants can speak about horticulture.