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Otto Sander | Nastassja Kinski

In weiter Ferne, so nah!; dir. by Wim Wenders in 1993

Wenn man alle ihre acht offiziellen Alben in einer Nacht hört, dann werden vierzig Jahre zu einem Tag. Es gibt darin nichts Gestriges. Zu keinem Moment klingt ihre Musik veraltet oder überholt. Wir sollten unsere Vorstellung von Kunst neu justieren. Was Gerhard Richter und Anselm Kiefer machen, was an der Filmgeschichte gut war, was gute Texte sind und die Musik von Kraftwerk – alles zusammen hat eine Kugelgestalt. Von Substanz zusammengehalten, wie die Erde durch Schwerkraft. Alle Künste berühren sich dank dieser Kugelgestalt, und die Künstler merken intuitiv, an welche Strömung der Vergangenheit sie andocken, wo sie die Kunst oder die Musik neu starten können.

— Alexander Kluge; über Kraftwerk

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All of [Ilya] Kabakov's work is made in the name of other, fictitious artists. This reveals a hidden rule of the modern art system: Only an artist who doesn't want to be an artist or who doesn't even know that he is an artist is a real artist — just as only an artwork that does not look like an artwork is a real artwork.

— Boris Groys

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Kunst kennt keine Sieger, also breche ich die Veranstaltung ergebnislos ab.

— Christoph Schlingensief

Im Hamburger Bahnhof in Berlin, als er den Publikumspreis der Nationalgalerie für Junge Kunst verkünden sollte; Sept. 2005

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The path isn't a straight line; it's a spiral. You continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths.

— Barry H. Gillespie

Ich gehe ja niemanden auf die Nerven. Ich laufe den Leuten nicht hinterher, ich stelle ihnen keinen Fuß. Ich sag' nicht: Warum wollen Sie nicht mit mir zusammensein? Warum wollen Sie meine Gesellschaft nicht? Warum wollen Sie nicht mit mir alles teilen? Was ist denn das für ein Unsinn?

— Klaus Kinski

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I never questioned if it was an art or not. I just questioned its importance to me.

— Bruce Weber

Once again, I arrived at my usual conclusion: One must educate oneself.

— Marjane Satrapi

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Love her, but leave her wild.

— Atticus Finch

Perhaps, the problem is not the intensity of your love, but the quality of the people you are loving.

— Warsan Shire

Desires are already memories.

— Italo Calvino

Understand me. I'm not like an ordinary world. [...] and I do not have time for things that have no soul.

— Charles Bukowski

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Isabelle Adjani | Sam Neill

Possession; dir. by Andrzej Żuławski in 1981

Any film that can be described in words, isn't really a film.

— Michelangelo Antonioni

So the universe is not quite as you thought it was. You'd better rearrange your beliefs, then. Because you certainly can't rearrange the universe.

— Isaac Asimov

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Hamburg; revisited.

The slow arrow of beauty. The most noble kind of beauty is that which does not carry us away suddenly, whose attacks are not violent or intoxicating (this kind easily awakens disgust), but rather the kind of beauty which infiltrates slowly, which we carry along with us almost unnoticed, and meet up with again in dreams; finally, after it has for a long time lain modestly in our heart, it takes complete possession of us, filling our eyes with tears, our hearts with longing. What do we long for when we see beauty? To be beautiful. We think much happiness must be connected with it. But that is an error.

— Friedrich Nietzsche

Durch die Nacht mit Christiane F. ...

And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good.

— John Steinbeck

The hand has the richest articulation of space.

— Eduardo Chillida

Remembrance is a form of meeting.

— Khalil Gibran

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Sven Nykvist | Andrei Tarkovsky

Directed by Andrei Tarkovsky, by Michal Leszczylowski, 1988

Why must one talk? Often one shouldn't talk, but live in silence. The more one talks, the less the words mean.

— Jean-Luc Godard

People with courage and character always seem sinister to the rest.

— Hermann Hesse

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The worst loneliness is to not be comfortable with yourself.

— Mark Twain

The bonds between ourselves and another person exists only in our minds. Memory as it grows fainter loosens them, and notwithstanding the illusion by which we want to be duped and which, out of love, friendship, politeness, deference, duty, we dupe other people, we exist alone. Man is the creature who cannot escape from himself, who knows other people only in himself, and when he asserts the contrary, he is lying.

— Marcel Proust

Meine Intelligenz wird hier nicht gewürdigt.

— Maximilian Lenz; im Gespräch mit Hajo Schumacher

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Dieser Typ tritt so leise ab, wie er laut angefangen hat.

— Götz George; über Horst Schimanski


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