It comes so soon, the moment when there is nothing left to wait for.

I believe that all true art is classic, but the dictates of the mind rarely permit of its being recognized as such when it first appears.

The only possible paradises are those we have lost

Let us leave pretty women to men devoid of imagination.

Our shadows, now parallel, now close together and joined, traced an exquisite pattern at our feet.

A work in which there are theories is like an object which still has the ticket that shows its price.

When I went to Venice I found that my dream had become-incredibly, but quite simply-my address.