"A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened."
"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer."
"Don’t walk in front of me… I may not followDon’t walk behind me… I may not leadWalk beside me… just be my friend"
"Happiness and the absurd are two sons of the same earth. They are inseparable."
"There is no fate which cannot be surmounted by scorn."
"A guilty conscience needs to confess. A work of art is a confession."