Genius Is Childhood Recalled At Will.

If Rape Or Arson, Poison Or The Knife Has Wove No Pleasing Patterns In The Stuff Of This Drab Canvas We Accept As Life - It Is Because We Are Not Bold Enough!

Doubt, Or The Absence Of Faith And Naivete, Is A Vice Peculiar To This Age, For No One Is Obedient Nowadays; And Naivete, Which Means The Dominance Of Temperament In The Manner, Is A Gift From God, Possessed By Very Few.

The Beautiful Is Always Bizarre.

Everything, Alas, Is An Abyss, — Actions, Desires, Dreams, Words!

Nearly All Our Originality Comes From The Stamp That Time Impresses Upon Our Sensibility.