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Alas! I Do Not Believe That Inspiration Falls From Heaven. Think It Rather The Result Of A Profound Indolence.

Keep Braiding One's Wavelengths Back Into Oneself. That Way They Gain All The More External Power And Surround Us With A Huge Affective And Protective Zone. Don't Talk About This. Never Talk About Our Secret Methods. If We Talk About Them, They Stop Working.

One Must Be A Living Man And A Posthumous Artist.

The Only Work Of Art Which Succeeds Is That Which Fails.

I Love Cats Because I Enjoy My Home; And Little By Little, They Become Its Visible Soul.