Dada Dada Dada, a roaring of tense colors, and interlacing of opposites and of all contradictions, grotesques, inconsistencies: LIFE.

You'll never know why you exist, but you'll always allow yourselves to be easily persuaded to take life seriously.

In principle, I am against principles.

Everyone dances to his own personal boomboom.

But let's speak of art for a moment. Yes, art. I know a gentleman who makes excellent portraits. This gentleman is a camera.

Any work of art that can be understood is the product of journalism. The rest, called literature, is a dossier of human imbecility for the guidance of future professors.

Let us try for once not to be right.

Art is not the most precious manifestation of life. Art has not the celestial and universal value that people like to attribute to it. Life is far more interesting.

I write a manifesto and I want nothing, yet I say certain things, and in principle I am against manifestoes, as I am also against principles.

The summit sings what is being spoken in the depths.

Not the old, not the new, but the necessary.

Look at all the people who received miracles from Jesus during His ministry on earth. Not a single one of them deserved it.

If I were given a change of life I'd like to see how it would be to live as a mere six-footer.

The basic problem is that our civilization, which is a civilization of machines, can teach man everything except how to be a man.

Just a reminder - a guidebook is no substitute for skill, experience, judgment and lots of tension.

I stepped from Plank to Plank A slow and cautious way

You got to pay your dues to get the joke. Besides, laughter is cheap and very portable. If there's a pogrom, or they're blaming you for the plague, nothing is easier to pack than a sense of humor.

And I think that the environment is one very strong way to counterbalance the chaotic nature of our life.

There is going to be a lot asked of me over the next few weeks but I am getting more experience now and learning all the time.

Should we cry when the pope dies, my request we should cry if they cried when we buried Malcom X

Outside of traffic, there is nothing that has held this country back as much as committees.