The Work Of A Man Is The

Life Being What It Is, One Dreams Of Revenge.

There Is No Such Thing As Exaggerated Art. I Even Believe That There Is Salvation Only In Extreme.

In Art, There Are Only Two Types Of People: Revolutionaries And Plagiarists. And In The End, Doesn't The Revolutionary's Work Become Official, Once The State Takes It Over?

A Critic Is Someone Who Meddles With Something That Is None Of His Business.

Sometimes People Accuse Me Of Being Incomprehensible Only Because They Look For An Explicative Side To My Pictures Which Is Not There.