Art Is Nothing Without Form.

The More Humanity Advances, The More It Is Degraded.

Thought Is The Greatest Of Pleasures —pleasure Itself Is Only Imagination—have You Ever Enjoyed Anything More Than Your Dreams?

It Seems To Me That I Have Always Existed And That I Possess Memories That Date Back To The Pharaohs.

Talent Is Nothing But Long Patience.

Boredom, That Silent Spider, Was Spinning Its Web In The Darkness In Every Corner Of Her Heart.