I love these words that just can't be translated from language to language. They seem dignified, grounded, battling against the imperialism of reality.

We need to get acquainted with mediocrity to notice greatness.

Studying wine taught me that there was a very big difference between soil and dirt: dirt is to soul what zombies are to humans. Soil is full of life, while dirt is devoid of it.

Inside your dream is a nation. To the rest of the world it is invisible, yet it is the only thing you see. It is your imagination.

You make me believe that things I’d given up on a possible.

At every step the child should be allowed to meet the real experience of life the thorns should never be plucked from his roses.

The last birthday that's any good is 23.

I don't know why people are so keen to put the details of their private life in public; they forget that invisibility is a superpower.

I'm definitely not an outsider artist. I'm very much an insider artist. I get written about in art magazines, and I'm not, like, in a mental institution. I'm a regular guy who went to art school.

Since age 14, I know what actors fear, what they like; I know how to get things out of them and I listen to them better, since I've been there.

That which is achieved the most, still has the whole of its future yet to be achieved.

I didn't have any hair anywhere for almost seven months. So now finally I've got some hair, I'm gonna keep it.

Some of the gold possessed by the Romans is doubtless mixed with what we now possess; and some small part of it will be handed down as long as the human race exists.