My favorite Herzog story: he's showing a movie that is basically an hour of surrealistic 16mm film footage of burning oilfields in Kuwait (Lessons of Darkness) at the Berlin Film Festival in 1992, and when it's over, a large part of the audience starts booing and shouting at him, saying he was stylizing war and trying to make something horrible beautiful, etc., etc., and he stood there on the stage shouting back to them, "You're all wrong! You're all wrong!"
Anyone who can stand in front of an angry, apoplectic crowd that's basically losing its mind because it believes that your art is horrible and just tell them over and over that every one of them is wrong is okay by me.