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.

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.

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

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.

The summit sings what is being spoken in the depths.

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

Dear Literary World, Sorry for breaking down your door...I'll pay for that!!! Since I'm here and planning to stay a while, let me tell you some stories!!

Retaining our capacity for reasonis common sense, but definite conclusions and beliefs keep us from seeing life as it really is at any given moment.

Breathing is medicine. I forgot how to breathe, but I’m learning all over again.

I don't know a critic who penetrates the center of anything.

I'd much rather see Richard Pryor or Jackie Mason in a theater than in a club.

Nature is a series of murders.

Who invented the human heart, I wonder? Tell me, and then show me the place where he was hanged.

Love is an odd thing. As odd a thing as there is.

You have to make a film and make it interesting, so you can't have a shot of you cleaning your teeth just because you did that. It's boring!

My little boy Sonny makes me laugh all the time. He has good comedic timing.