The artist, and particularly the poet, is always an anarchist in the best sense of the word. He must heed only the call that arises within him from three strong voices: the voice of death, with all its foreboding, the voice of love and the voice of art.
One day, my mother said to me, “If you become a soldier, you will be a general; if you become a monk you’ll end up as the pope.” Instead, I became a painter and now I am Picasso.
I see little of more importance to the future of our country and our civilization than full recognition of the place of the artist.
If art is to nourish the roots of our culture, society must set the artist free to follow his vision wherever it takes him. We must never forget that art is not a form of propaganda; it is a form of truth.
More and more, cultural groups are cross-pollinating, and we’re getting much more interesting art as a result.
Writing is magic, as much the water of life as any other creative art. The water is free. So drink. Drink and be filled up.