Celebrity: I Picture Myself As A Marble

There Are Too Many Souls Of Wood Not To Love Those Wooden Characters Who Do Indeed Have A Soul.

Perhaps I Know To What Extent I Can Go Too Far.

The Dead Drug Leaves A Ghost Behind. At Certain Hours It Haunts The House.

Catastrophe, Riots, Factories Blowing Up, Armies In Flight, Flood - The Ear Can Detect A Whole Apocalypse In The Starry Night Of The Human Body.

The Public Is Never Pleased With What We Do, Wanting Always A Copy Of What We Have Done.