Life Is Struggle And Sleep.

Joy Goes As Deep As Sorrow, But Leaves Less Of Itself Behind.

When A Modest Man Praises Himself, People Listen.

As Desire Recedes, The World Becomes Clear, Pale, And Empty.

The Nudes Of Art Are Not So Distant From Pornography As Prudish Pedants Pretend.

After I Have Said What Is Required By My Vanity And My Morality, I May Find A Moment For Truth.