Art is the funnel, as it were, through which spirit is poured into life.

War is only a cowardly escape from the problems of peace.

Everything is politics.

Tolerance becomes a crime when applied to evil.

I stand between two worlds. I am at home in neither, and I suffer in consequence. You artists call me a bourgeois, and the bourgeois try to arrest me...I don't know which makes me feel worse.

…What our age needs, what it demands, what it will create for itself, is—terror.

All interest in disease and death is only another expression of interest in life.