I never give in to the temptation to be difficult just for the sake of being difficult. That would be too ridiculous.

My most resolute opponents believe that I am too visible, that I am a little too alive, that my name echoes too much in the texts which they nevertheless claim to be inaccessible.

Still today, I cannot cross the threshold of a teaching institution without physical symptoms, in my chest and my stomach, of discomfort or anxiety. And yet I have never left school.

Being bombastic for the sake of being bombastic has just never been my take on the world.

Being bombastic for the sake of being bombastic has just never been my take on the world.

Great art is never produced for its own sake. It is too difficult to be worth the effort.