“All art is a kind of confession.”
“All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, to tell the whole story; to vomit the anguish up.”
“A guilty conscience needs to confess. A work of art is a confession.”
“Pestsov maintained that art is one, and that it can attai its highest mainfestation only in conjunction with all kinds of art.”
“The blood of my motherland waters a magic plant that cures all ills. That plant is art, and sometimes art needs corruption as a kind of fertilizer”
“You’re a mess, I confess, I despise you in the best kind of way.”