There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels for someone, for someone, pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echos.
Nudity is the uniform of the other side... nudity is a shroud.
Happiness is the longing for repetition.
Those who consider the Devil to be a partisan of Evil and angels to be warriors for Good accept the demagogy of the angels. Things are clearly more complicated.
Optimism is the opium of the people.
You can understand nothing about art, particularly modern art, if you do not understand that imagination is a value in itself.