Artists pass on their dreams.

Artists invent their own games: ones without rules.

Artists aren't freer than other people: they just live by different rules.

What an artist seeks, he finds without looking for it.

An artist's life is one tenth preparation and nine tenths action.

Artists must remain in a state of awe to remain artists.

Any ordinary person in the street can experience life just as intensely as any artist or poet.

Those who exploit the suffering of others are called parasites. Those who exploit their own suffering are called artists.

An artist has only two options: fail or never begin.