When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago.
He who jumps into the void owes no explanation to those who stand and watch.
When you really love someone, you must accept their part of mystery. And that’s why you love them.
All things have been given to us for a purpose, and an artist must feel this more intensely. All that happens to us, including our humiliations, our misfortunes, our embarrassments, all is given to us as raw material, as clay, so that we may shape our art.