The public is wonderfully tolerant. It forgives everything except genius.
真理是永恒不变的。
世界是生者的地方,死者在其中没有位置。死者什么都不是。他们甚至不是记忆。他们被遗忘了。
The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider’s web.