But they are useless. They can only give you answers.[Speaking of computers][Los ordenadores son inútiles. Sólo pueden darte respuestas.]
Art is not the application of a canon of beauty but what the instinct and the brain can conceive beyond any canon. When we love a woman we don’t start measuring her limbs.
Art is never chaste. We forbid it to the ignorant innocents, never allow a contact with it to those not sufficiently prepared. Yes, art is dangerous. And, if it’s chaste it isn’t art.
Art is a lie that makes us realize truth, at least the truth that is given us to understand.[El arte es una mentira que nos hace comprender la verdad: por lo menos, la verdad que nos es dado comprender.]
All right! Disciples if you like. But disciples be damned. It’s not interesting. It’s only the masters that matter. Those who create. And they don’t even turn around when you piss on their heels…
