“Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.” 


“Surely all art is the result of one’s having been in danger, of having gone through an experience all the way to the end, where no one can go any further.”  


“Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky.” 

“All the soarings of my mind begin in my blood.”