The friendship that can come to an end, never really began.
When you are young and without success, you have only a few friends. Then, later on, when you are rich and famous, you still have a few. . . if you are lucky.
You cannot go against nature. She is stronger than the strongest of men. We can permit ourselves some liberties, but in details only.
The people no longer seek consolation in art. But the refined people, the rich, the idlers seek the new, the extraordinary, the extravagant, the scandalous. I have contented these people with all the many bizarre things that come into my head. And the less they understand, the more they admire it. By amusing myself with all these games, all this nonsense, all these picture puzzles, I became famous. . . I am only a public entertainer who has understood his time.
Whatever is most abstract may perhaps be the summit of reality.
What I achieve the first day can be perfectly valid, but it is not satisfying. If I can go that far spontaneously, then I must shed that result as an old skin and inquire further into the unknown, or at least the not-yet-known-to-myself.
If I paint a hammer and sickle people may think it is a representation of Communism, but for me it is only a hammer and sickle. I just want to reproduce the objects for what they are, not for what they mean.
I've come to believe that God, in His wisdom, allows martyrdom in every generation in part because, without them, the reality of Christ's death for us becomes increasingly blurry. . . As we look at [the martyrs], the mist that sometimes enshrouds first-century Golgotha is burned away, and we see. . . the Lord nailed to the cross.
You get much more heat when you do something current.
The sky is my prayer, the birds are my prayer, the wind in the trees is my prayer, for God is all in all.
Try to write at least 500 words a day. You may ditch 499 of them tomorrow, but you will still be moving forward.