How Slow Life Is, How Violent Hope

A Structure Becomes Architectural, And Not Sculptural, When Its Elements No Longer Have Their Justification In Nature.

Joy Came Always After Pain.

Now And Then It's Good To Pause In Our Pursuit Of Happiness And Just Be Happy.

I Don't Want To Work. I Want To Smoke.

Without Artists, The Order Which We Find In Nature, And Which Is Only An Effect Of Art, Would At Once Vanish.