I Am The Vampire At My Own

Nations, Like Families, Have Great Men Only In Spite Of Themselves.

To Be A Great Man And A Saint To Oneself, That's The Only Important Thing.

Since Photography Gives Us Every Guarantee Of Exactitude That We Could Desire (they Really Believe That, The Mad Fools !), Then Photography And Art Are The Same Thing.

My Soul Travels On The Smell Of Perfume Like The Souls Of Other Men On Music.

I Sit In The Sky Like A Sphinx Misunderstood; My Heart Of Snow Is Wed To The Whiteness Of Swans; I Hate The Movement That Displaces The Rigid Lines, With Lips Untaught Neither Tears Nor Laughter Do I Know.