The notes I handle no better than many pianists. But the pauses between the notes–ah, that is where the art resides!
Hell is other people.
Existence precedes and rules essence.
A writer must refuse to allow himself to be transformed into an institution.
Every time I paint a portrait I lose a friend.
Intolerance itself is a form of egoism, and to condemn egoism intolerantly is to share it.
For an idea ever to be fashionable is ominous, since it must afterwards be always old-fashioned.
The truth is cruel, but it can be loved, and it makes free those who have loved it.