Who but the artist has the power to open man up, to set free the imagination? The others - priest, teacher, saint, statesman, warrior - hold us to the path of history. They keep us chained to the rock, that the vultures may eat out our hearts. It is ...
I see myself forever and ever as the ridiculous man, the lonely soul, the wanderer, the restless frustrated artist, the man in love with love, always in search of the absolute, always seeking the unattainable
Everyone has his own reality in which, if one is not too cautious, timid or frightened, one swims. This is the only reality there is.
Let me be, was all I wanted. Be what I am, no matter how I am.
either you take in believing in miracles or you stand still like the hummingbird.
