Everything Alters Me, But Nothing Changes Me.

The Terrifying And Edible Beauty Of Art Nouveau Architecture.

Great Wine Requires A Mad Man To Grow The Vine, A Wise Man To Watch Over It, A Lucid Poet To Make It, And A Lover To Drink It.

I Shall Be So Brief That I Have Already Finished.

God Is Just Another Artist, Like Me.

Paranoiac-critical Activity Makes The World Of Delirium Pass Onto The Plane Of Reality.