What strikes me is the fact that in our society, art has become something which is only related to objects, and not to individuals, or to life.
I’ll tell you why, I don’t invite the ones I don’t like.
At the moment of death I hope to be surprised.
If I were to ask you for example right now to go back with me and define those moments in your life that shaped you as a person and you began to reexamine them, something would happen.
There’s something to be said in favor of working in isolation in the real world.
I want people to bow as they see me and say he is gifted with poetry, he has seen the presence of the creator.
Once every five hundred years or so, a summary statement about poetry comes along that we can’t imagine ourselves living without.
I criticize those critics. The reason being that they’re doing one of the worst things that ever can be done to an actor, which is to say, Look, you do what we like you to do or else.
And, as I have said, it’s made me think twice about the imagination. If the spirits aren’t external, how astonishing the mediums become! Victor Hugo said of his voices that they were like his own mental powers multiplied by five.
People deal too much with the negative, with what is wrong. Why not try and see positive things, to just touch those things and make them bloom?