I trust people who are violent about art, as long as they aren't closed-minded. But, unfortunately, most art blowhards are also art bigots.

I don't play monsters. I play men besieged by fate and out for revenge.

It's just endless what you can learn from a single work of art. You can fill up the crevices of your life, the cracks of your life, the places where the mortar comes out and falls away-you can fill it up with the love of art.

I sometimes feel that I'm impersonating the dark unconscious of the whole human race. I know this sounds sick, but I love it.

Art is excitement which if we can't create ourselves, we can at least, through love of it, make available to others.

I know what I like—I like art—and I like what I know.

A man who limits his interests limits his life.