The World is not an idea as asserted by philosophers who have dedicated their entire lives to the exploration of ideas. First and foremost the world is passion. But passion is associated with sadness. Sadness does not only arise from death which makes us face the Eternity, but also from life which causes us to confront the Time.

Creativity is something which proceeds from within, out of immeasurable and inexplicable depths, not from without, not from the world's necessity. The very desire to make the creative act understandable, to find a basis for it, is failure to comprehend it. To comprehend the creative act means to recognize that it is inexplicable and without foundation.

Dostoevsky - is not a realist as an artist, he is an experimentator, a creator of an experimential metaphysics of human nature.

In every artistic activity a new world is created, the cosmos, a world enlightened and free.

Time is the product of changing realities, beings, existences.

We are standing on the threshold of a world-epoch of religious creativeness, on a cosmic divide.

Bread for myself is a material question. Bread for my neighbor is a spiritual one.