Prisons! Prisons! Prisons, dungeons, blessed places where evil is impossible since they are the crossroads of all the malediction in the world. One cannot commit evil in evil.

The pimp has a grin, never a smile.

Worse than not realizing the dreams of your youth, would be to have been young and never dreamed at all.

There is a close relationship between flowers and convicts. The fragility and delicacy of the former are of the same nature as the brutal insensitivity of the latter.

A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.

Anyone who hasn't experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all.

It's the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.

My heart's in my hand, and my hand is pierced, and my hand's in the bag, and the bag is shut, and my heart is caught.

Added to the moral solitude of the murderer comes the solitude of the artist, which can acknowledge no authority, save that of another artist.

Solitude, as I understand it, does not signify an unhappy state, but rather secret royalty, profound incommunicability yet a more or less obscure knowledge of an invulnerable singularity.

The time for reasoning is past; now's the time to get steamed up and fight like mad.

Is it the raindrops pervading my being?or is it your lips touching my skin?

Every day we have a choice - either to spread love and peace or to spread hate and war! And each one of us must choose love and peace each time and every time!

You need to choose your association according to your vision.

I confess that I cannot understand how we can plot, lie, cheat and commit murder abroad and remain humane, honorable, trustworthy and trusted at home.

I'm into creating something that I've never created before.

I wasn't going to get such a nice car - I was going to get a cute little hybrid or something, keep the trees happy - but then my grandfather died, and it was all: retail therapy!

Images, the visual power of present-day capitalism, like the ritual constructions of ancient Egypt, are refined ways of inhibiting and crushing man.

The only Commandment I ever obeyed — 'Consider the Lilies.

Childhood is the one prison from which there's no escape, the one sentence from which there's no appeal. We all serve our time.

I just believe that life is more than rehearsing how to die...