Hypocrite Reader My Fellow My Brother!

To Glorify The Cult Of Images (my Great, My Only, My Earliest Passion).

A Book Is A Garden, An Orchard, A Storehouse, A Party, A Company By The Way, A Counselor, A Multitude Of Counselors.

Strangeness Is The Indispensable Condiment Of All Beauty.

All Good And Genuine Draftsmen Draw According To The Picture Inscribed In Their Minds, And Not According To Nature.

I Am The Vampire At My Own Veins.