“We work in the dark—we do what
we can—we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion, and our passion is our
task. The rest is the madness of art.”
“It makes me angry sometimes, it’s
a visceral thing—how you come to despise your own words in your ears not
because they aren’t genuine, but because they are; because you’ve said them so
many times, your ‘principles,’ your ‘ideals’—and so damned little in the world
has changed because of them.”
“Her first intense, serious
love affair, yes then she’d lost something more tangible, if undefinable: her
heart? her independence? her control of, definition of, self? That first true
loss, the furious bafflement of it. And never again quite so assured,
confident.”
“…failure is a human condition,
not victory over odds; for each Hellen Keller who triumphs, there are tens of
millions who fail, mute and deaf and insensate as vegetables tossed upon a vast
garbage pile to rot.”
"My belief is that art should
not be comforting; for comfort, we have mass entertainment and one another. Art
should provoke, disturb, arouse our emotions, expand our sympathies in
directions we may not anticipate and may not even wish."
"And this is the forbidden
truth, the unspeakable taboo - that evil is not always repellent but frequently
attractive; that it has the power to make of us not simply victims, as nature
and accident do, but active accomplices."
"For what is delusion but
the prelude to hurt. And what is hurt but the prelude to rage."
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