I could have protested of course, who says I couldn't--I could have risen to my feet at any moment, walked up to them, and--no matter how difficult it would have been--made it abundantly clear that I was not seventeen but thirty. I could have--yet I couldn't because I didn't want to, the only thing I wanted was to prove that I was not an old-fashioned boy!

Any artist who respects himself ought to be, and in every sense of the term, an emigre.

Don't be fooled by your own wisdom

Man does not fear death, only the suffering.

A universal style is one that knows how to embrace lovingly those not quite developed.

I could have protested of course, who says I couldn't--I could have risen to my feet at any moment, walked up to them, and--no matter how difficult it would have been--made it abundantly clear that I was not seventeen but thirty. I could have--yet I couldn't because I didn't want to, the only thing I wanted was to prove that I was not an old-fashioned boy!

It is in the prime of youth that man sinks into empty phrases and grimaces. It's in this smithy that our maturity is forged.