Clouds Of Flavors And Savors Float Around

Adrenalin Dispels Boredom. Run, You Sufferers From Ennui! Run For Your Lives!

I Really Like Life, Don't You? There's Nothing Else Quite Like It.

Every Representation, Even Of An Orgy, Is A Sublimation.

Taste Refers To The Past, Imagination To The Future.

All History And Art Are Against Us, But We Still Expect Happiness In Love.