Words are loaded pistols.

One of the chief motives of artistic creation is certainly the need of feeling that we are essential in relationship to the world.

As far as men go, it is not what they are that interests me, but what they can become.

What I see is teeming cohesion, contained dispersal... For him, to sculpt is to take the fat off space.

Nothingness lies coiled in the heart of being - like a worm.

What I ask of [the writer] is not to ignore the reality and the fundamental problems that exist. The world's hunger, the atomic threat, the alienation of man, I am astonished that they do not color all our literature.

I hate victims who respect their executioners.