Death Is Beautiful. It Alone Gives Love

Life Is Very Nice, But It Lacks Form. It's The Aim Of Art To Give It Some.

Inspiration? - A Hoax Fabricated By Poets For Their Self-importance.

Everything Ends This Way In France — Everything. Weddings, Christenings, Duels, Burials, Swindlings, Diplomatic Affairs — Everything Is A Pretext For A Good Dinner.

I Like Reality. It Tastes Like Bread.

Life Has A Way Of Setting Things In Order And Leaving Them Be. Very Tidy, Is Life.