How Much More Sensuality Invites To Art

Humanity Cherishes Its Swaddling Clothes; But It Shall Not Grow Up Unless It Can Free Itself From Them. Turning Down His Mother's Breast Does Not Make The Weaned Child Ungrateful. ... Rise Up Naked, Valiant; Make The Sheaths Crack; Push Aside The Stakes; To Grow Straight You Need No More Than The Thrust Of Your Sap And The Call Of The Sun.

Do Not Think Your Truth Can Be Found By Anyone Else.

I Can't Expect Others To Share My Virtues. It's Good Enough For Me If They Share My Vices.

I Advise The Young To Tell Themselves Constantly That Most Often It Is Up To Them Alone.

We Should Enjoy This Summer, Flower By Flower, As If It Were To Be The Last One We’ll See.