Civilization Is What Makes You Sick.

The Great Artist Is A Formulation Of The Greatest Intelligence: He Is The Recipient Of Sensations Which Are The Most Delicate And Consequently The Most Invisible Expressions Of The Brain.

Do You Know What Will Soon Be The Ultimate In Truth?

I Was Aware That On My Skill As A Painter Would Depend The Physical And Moral Possession Of The Model.

The Cyclone Ends. The Sun Returns; The Lofty Coconut Trees Lift Up Their Plumes Again; Man Does Likewise. The Great Anguish Is Over; Joy Has Returned; The Sea Smiles Like A Child.

When The Physical Organism Breaks Up, The Soul Survives. It Then Takes On Another Body.