“The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web.”

“She walks in beauty, like the night”

“I'm just a musical prostitute, my dear.”

“Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?”

“The cinema is an old whore, like circus and variety, who knows how to give many kinds of pleasure.”