Artists Are The Monks Of The Bourgeois

If It Were Possible To Have A Life Absolutely Free From Every Feeling Of Sin, What A Terrifying Vacuum It Would Be.

All Our "most Sacred Affections " Are Merely Prosaic Habit.

Maybe It's Better Like This, Better That Everything Should Go Up In A Blaze Of Dry Grass And That People Should Begin Again.

From Someone Who Doesn't Want To Share Your Destiny, You Should Neither Accept A Cigarette

Living Is Like Working Out A Long Addition Sum, And If You Make A Mistake In The First Two Totals You Will Never Find The Right Answer. It Means Involving Oneself In A Complicated Chain Of Circumstances.