Art Is Not About Something, Art Is

Your Words Are My Food, Your Breath My Wine. You Are Everything To Me.

Legend Remains Victorious In Spite Of History.

The Monster Of Advertisement...is A Sort Of Octopus With Innumerable Tentacles. It Throws Out To Right And Left, In Front And Behind, Its Clammy Arms, And Gathers In, Through Its Thousand Little Suckers, All The Gossip And Slander And Praise Afloat.

It Is By Spending Oneself That One Becomes Rich.

The Theatre Is The Involuntary Reflex Of The Ideas Of The Crowd.