To be able to say "I love you", one has to be able to say "I

Freedom (n.): To ask nothing. To expect nothing. To depend on nothing.

To sell your soul is the easiest thing in the world. That's what everybody does every hour of his life. If I asked you to keep your soul - would you understand why that's much harder?

Civilization is the process of setting man free from men.

Integrity is the ability to stand by an idea.

Self-sacrifice? But it is precisely the self that cannot and must not be sacrificed.

I love you so much that nothing can matter to me - not even you...Only my love- not your answer. Not even your indifference

Art is a selective re-creation of reality according to an artists metaphysical value judgments.

The age of the skyscraper is gone. This is the age of the housing project. Which is always a prelude to the age of the cave.

No speech is ever considered, but only the speaker. It's so much easier to pass judgement on a man than on an idea.

What is kinder--to believe the best of people and burden them with a nobility beyond their endurance--or to see them as they are, and accept it because it makes them comfortable?

When I write, I disturb. When I show a film, I disturb. When I exhibit my painting, I disturb, and I disturb if I don't. I have a knack for disturbing.

The real architect of a life is the hard and almost impossible circumstances one faces.

Music lifts the soul to spiritual realms.

A king who is renowned for mercy, " said the Arobern, with heavy irony, "must also be renowned in equal measure for injustice.

I'm the kind of guy that once I decide I'm going to do something I have a hard time just giving up on it without giving it a fair shot.

I've always said that fame is fleeting, but anonymity can last a lifetime.

Alekhine evidently possesses the most remarkable chess memory that has ever existed. It is said that he remembers by heart all the games played by the leading masters during the last 15-20 years.

I'm either going to have the career I want doing films, or I'll do something else - I'll be gone.

Reality is bad enough. Why should I tell the truth?

Let those possess the land, and only those, Who love it with a love so strong and stupid That they may be abused and taken advantage of And made fun of by business, law, and art.