I do not have many things that are meaningful to me. Except my doubts and my fears. And my art.
I think artists can go to a level of vision that can often save us from a situation which seems to have no solution whatsoever.
I see society as something dangerous, and you have to save yourself from the rules. I think acting is the way I save myself.
And every true artist is the salvation of every other. But only artists produce for each other the world that is fit to live in.
Against the ruin of the world, there is only one defense: the creative act.
Art -- the fresh feeling, new harmony, the transforming magic which by means of myth brings back the scattered distracted soul from its modern chaos -- art, not politics, is the remedy.
Art is the only thing that can save me from my opinions about the world. I tend to get very worked up about what I see going on, and I feel, you know, impotent to make the kind of changes and the kind of difference that I would like to make.
Our age of mechanization leads along a road ending with man himself as a machine. Only the spirit of singing can save us from this fate.
In the haunted house of life, art is the only stair that doesn't creak.
But what a humiliation for me when someone standing next to me heard a flute in the distance and I heard nothing, or someone standing next to me heard a shepherd singing and again I heard nothing. Such incidents drove me almost to despair; a little more of that and I would have ended my life - it was only my art that held me back.
It is only through Art and through Art only that we can realize our perfection; Through Art and art only that we can shield ourselves from the sordid perils of actual existence.
There is no such thing as exaggerated art. I even believe that there is salvation only in extreme.
I was horrified by modern 12-tone music. I said to myself, 'Maybe I can find something different... maybe salvation, liberation, is possible.
Only because uplifted in song, was I able to endure the blaze of the dawn.
Art saved me. It may sound corny, but it's true.
I always urged my contemporaries to look for interest and inspiration to the development and study of drawing, but they would not listen. They thought the road to salvation lay by the way of colour.
For me, acting was a way of taking destructive energy and doing something productive with it, and in that way it was quite a life saver.
Art saved me; it got me through my depression and self-loathing, back to a place of innocence.
Rap music was a savior to me.
I wasn't available to do the right things for my son. If not for the arts, my child would've been lost.
Let us hope that good authors who are bad Christians will find salvation through the books they write.
Only as an aesthetic product can the world be justified to all eternity.
I was a hoodlum. I was a gang member, and art saved my life.
For each letter received from a creditor, write fifty lines on an extraterrestrial subject and you will be saved.
Literature got me into this mess and literature is going to have to get me out of it.
