The world is a king, and like a king, desires flattery in return for favor; but true art is selfish and perverse — it will not submit to the mold of flattery.
The outlet for my work is not just the music and the videos, it’s every breathing moment of my life. I’m always saying something about art and music and fame.
The admiration of a quality or of an art may be so strong as to deter us from aspiring to possess that quality or art.
Everyone wants to understand art. Why not try to understand the songs of a bird? Why does one love the night, flowers, everything around one, without trying to understand them? But in the case of a painting people have to understand. If only they would realize above all that an artist works of necessity, that he himself is only a trifling bit of the world, and that no more importance should be attached to him than to plenty of other things which please us in the world, though we can’t explain them.
Without freedom, no art; art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.