After the writer's death reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
You've never seen death? Look in the mirror every day and you will see it...
Here I am trying to live or rather I am trying to teach the death within me...
Since the day of my birth my death began its walk. It is walking toward me...
I have lost my seven best friends which is to say God has had mercy on me...
The reward of art is not fame or success but intoxication: that is why so...
Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.
Film will only became an art when its materials are as inexpensive as pencil...
Emotion resulting from a work of art is only of value when it is not obtained...
An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss...
Art produces ugly things which frequently become more beautiful with time....
It's called a pen. It's like a printer hooked straight to my brain.
