To change is to live, to live is to change, and not to change is to die.

Luxury is the wolf at the door and its fangs are the vanities and conceits germinated by success. When an artist learns this, he knows where the danger is.

Symbols are nothing but the natural speech of drama.

Hell is yourself and the only redemption is when a person puts himself aside to feel deeply for another person.

Why did I write? Because I found life unsatisfactory.

Kenneth Hari does not paint portraits as they are but as he is. I feel he is hiding something from me. To board a train into his mind would give me a ride into dark adventure.

Caged birds accept each other, but flight is what they long for.