You Must Render: Never Report.

Whether We Are Describing A King, An Assassin, A Thief, An Honest Man, A Prostitute, A Nun, A Young Girl, Or A Stallholder In A Market, It Is Always Ourselves That We Are Describing.

The Kiss Itself Is Immortal. It Travels From Lip To Lip, Century To Century, From Age To Age. Men And Women Garner These Kisses, Offer Them To Others And Then Die In Turn.

Of All The Passions, The Only One That Seems Respectable To Me Is The Passion For Food

Legitimized Love Always Despises Its Easygoing Brother.

The Great Artists Are Those Who Impose Their Personal Vision Upon Humanity.