Everyone Became Brave From Excess Of Terror.

One's Existence Should Be In Two Parts: One Should Live Like A Bourgeois And Think Like A Demigod.

There Are Neither Good Nor Bad Subjects. From The Point Of View Of Pure Art, You Could Almost Establish It As An Axiom That The Subject Is Irrelevant, Style Itself Being An Absolute Manner Of Seeing Things.

Of All Lies, Art Is The Least Untrue.

What Wretched Poverty Of Language! To Compare Stars To Diamonds!

I Go From Exasperation To A State Of Collapse, Then I Recover And Go From Prostration To Fury, So That My Average State Is One Of Being Annoyed.