The cynicism that regards hero worship as comical is always shadowed by a sense of physical inferiority

It seems to me that before the photograph can exist as art it must, by its very nature choose whether it is to be a record or a testimony.

Quite possibly, what I call happiness may coincide with what others call the moment of imminent danger

All my life I have been acutely aware of a contradiction in the very nature of my existence. For forty-five years I struggled to resolve this dilemma by writing plays and novels. The more I wrote, the more I realized mere words were not enough. So I found another form of expression.

We are not wounded so deeply when betrayed by the things we hope for as when betrayed by things we try our best to despise. In such betrayal comes the dagger in the back.

Other people must be destroyed. In order that I might truly face the sun, the world itself must be destroyed.

I seemed like a baby bird keeping its truly innocent animal lusts hidden under its wing. I was being tempted, not by the desire of possession, but simply by unadorned temptation itself.