“A diary means yes indeed.”

How I wish I were able to say what I think.

I just tell you and though I dont sound like it I’ve got plenty of sense, there aint any answer, there aint going to be any answer, there never has been any answer, that’s the answer.

Is it worse to be scared than to be bored, that is the question.

It is awfully important to know what is and what is not your business.

How do you like what you have. This is a question that anybody can ask anybody. Ask it.

I do want to get rich but I never want to do what there is to do to get rich.

The reason why all of us naturally began to live in France is because France has scientific methods, machines and electricity, but does not really believe that these things have anything to do with the real business of living.

We are always the same age inside.

Generally speaking anybody is more interesting doing nothing than doing anything.

The artist works by locating the world in himself.

Argument is to me the air I breathe. Given any proposition, I cannot help believing the other side and defending it.

Poetry is essentially the discovery, the love, the passion for the name of everything.

It is the soothing thing about history that it does repeat itself.

In America, everybody is, but some are more than others.

Everybody knows if you are too careful you are so occupied in being careful that you are sure to stumble over something.

Writing and reading is to me synonymous with existing.

I’ve always loved to write, and I kept a diary of what I thought about my business, being an entrepreneur and other things of interest to me.

I think that I work hard to make my music as a diary for new generations who find out about it years later.

Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.

The only really safe thing to do is to write a diary of where you’ve been, what time you went to bed, what you ate. If I wrote honestly about everything I think it’d be a disaster. It would cause a lot of trouble.

Please read my diary, look through my things and figure me out.

If you read, you’ll judge.

Though my father was Norwegian, he always wrote his diaries in perfect English.

Painting is just another way of keeping a diary.