If You Are Going To Be Pushed

I Am Incapable Of Telling You Not To Feel. Feel, Feel, I Say - Feel For All You're Worth, And Even If It Half Kills You, For That Is The Only Way To Live.

You Are Good For Nothing Unless You Are Clever.

My Sole Wish Is To Frustrate As Utterly As Possible The Post-mortem Exploiter.

Art Without Life Is A Poor Affair.

I've Struck Up A Tremendous Intimacy With Conte Alberto, And We Literally Can't Live Without Each Other. He Is The First Object My Eyes Greet In The Morning, And The Last At Night.