A True Poet Does Not Bother To

The Ability To Laugh Heartily Is The Sign Of A Healthy Soul.

Vivre Est Une Chute Horizontale. Life Is A Horizontal Fall.

A Man's Truest Self Realizations Might Require Him, Above All, To Learn To Close His Eyes: To Let Himself Be Taken Unawares, To Follow His Dark Angel, To Risk His Illegal Instincts.

I Have Seafoam In My Veins, I Understand The Language Of Waves.

The Reward Of Art Is Not Fame Or Success But Intoxication: That Is Why So Many Bad Artists Are Unable To Give It Up.