If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.

I would rather die of passion than of boredom.

Civilization will not attain to its perfection until the last stone from the last church falls on the last priest.

The artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work.

Did not one spend the first half of one's days in dreams of happiness and the second half in regrets and terrors?

The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one's toes on the gravestones.

Perfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.

In my view you cannot claim to have seen something until you have photographed it.

When lovers kiss on the cheeks, it is because they are searching, feeling for one another's lips. Lovers are made by a kiss.

Art is a corner of creation seen through a temperament.

In Paris, everything's for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.

The important matter is God has given us life. We must pray for grace to live.

I feel a flash of grief so intense it almost makes me cry out: not for what I lost, but for the chances I missed.

Asanas keep your body, as well as your mind, healthy and active

If you just take a single human and put him or her in the forest he or she might not do very well without some sort of education which he got or she got from some tribe.

The whole world lives for pleasure. The only difference is theirs is fleeting, while ours is forever in Jesus.

Contradictory strands create an essay that's richly ambivalent.

Blind people come to the park just to hear him pitch.

I don't steer towards anything. I steer towards character and truth. If it's funny then so be it. If it's dramatic, so be it. I just steer towards characters.

I would live with all of my sisters if I could. We've always been very close, my sisters and me.

I'm old, I'm young, I'm intelligent, I'm stupid. My tide goes in and out.