Living Is A Horizontal Fall.

When We Awake It Is The Animal, The Plant, That Thinks In Us. Primitive Thought Without The Least Disguise. We See A Terrible Universe, Because We See Clearly. A Little Later, Intelligence Introduces Its Impeding Contrivances. It Brings The Little Toys Which Man Invents In Order To Hide The Void. It Is Then That We Think We Are Seeing Clearly. We Attribute Our Uneasiness To The Miasmas Of The Brain As It Passes From Dream To Reality.

The Poet Is A Liar Who Always Speaks The Truth.

Youth Can Only Assert Itself Through The Conviction That Its Ventures Surpass All Others And Resemble Nothing.

Watch Yourself All Your Life In A Mirror And You'll See Death At Work Like Bees In A Glass Hive.

An Artist Cannot Speak About His Art Any More Than A Plant Can Discuss Horticulture.