We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don't like?
I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you dislike?
The reward of art is not fame or success but intoxication: that is why so many bad artists are unable to give it up.
I am a lie who always speaks the truth.
The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.
The extreme limit of wisdom, that's what the public calls madness.
Emotion resulting from a work of art is only of value when it is not obtained by sentimental blackmail.