The new light above my table is a great improvement. With all this darkness around me I feel less alone. (Pause.) In a way. (Pause.) I love to get up and move about in it, then back here to... (hesitates) ...me. (Pause.)

But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late!

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

How do you manage it, she said, at your age? I told her I'd been saving up for her all my life.

Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.

We lose our hair, our teeth! Our bloom, our ideals.

The only sin is the sin of being born.