Beauty beheld in solitude is even more lethal.

Not surprisingly, because too much attention to one object leads to distraction, this one object conceals everything else, and when we focus on one point on the map we know that all other points are eluding us.

Man is profoundly dependent on the reflection of himself in another man's soul, be it even the soul of an idiot.

I became bold because I had absolutely nothing to lose: neither honors, nor earnings, nor friends. I had to find myself anew and rely only on myself, because I could rely on no one else. My form is my solitude.

There were three of us; Witkiewicz, Bruno Schulz, and myself--the three muskateers of the Polish avant-garde between the wars. Only Witkiewicz remains to be discovered.

Our element is unending immaturity.

To contradict, even in little matters, is the supreme necessity of art today.