The artist has a special task and duty... reminding people of their humanity and the promise of their creativity.

The very people who shudder over the cruelty of the hunter are apt to forget that slaughter, in the grimmest sense of the word, is a process they entrust daily to the butcher; and that unlike the game of the forests, even the dumbest creatures of the slaughterhouse know what is in store for them.

The cities and mansions that people dream of are those in which they finally live.

Above all we need, particularly as children, the reassuring presence of a visible community, an intimate group that enfolds us with understanding and love, and that becomes an object of our spontaneous loyalty, as a criterion and point of reference for the rest of the human race.

Traditionalists are pessimists about the future and optimists about the past.

In our entrancement with the motorcar, we have forgotten how much more efficient and how much more flexible the footwalker is.

Today, the degradation of the inner life is symbolized by the fact that the only place sacred from interruption is the private toilet.