I knew it would soon be the end, so I played the part, you know, the part of — how shall I say, I don’t know.

You are not satisfied unless form is so strictly divorced from content that you can comprehend the one without almost without bothering to read the other.

The human eyelid is not teartight (happily for the human eye).

To find a form that accommodates the shape of the mess, that is the task of the artist now.

Better hope deferred than none.

My mistakes are my life.

Yes, I dont know why, but I have never been disappointed, and I often was in the early days, without feeling at the same time, or a moment later, an undeniable relief.