Art -- the fresh feeling, new harmony, the transforming magic which by means of myth brings back the scattered distracted soul from its modern chaos -- art, not politics, is the remedy.

People don't realize how much they are in the grip of ideas. We live among ideas much more than we live in nature.

There was a disturbance in my heart, a voice that spoke there and said, I want, I want, I want! It happened every afternoon, and when I tried to suppress it it got even stronger.

Unexpected intrusions of beauty. This is what life is.

And what about all the good I have in my heart - does it mean anything?

Hapiness can only be found if you can free yourself of all other distractions.

A man should be able to hear, and to bear, the worst that could be said of him.