I Have Never Been Able To Renounce

What More Ghastly Image Can Be Called Up Than That Of A Man Betrayed By His Body Who, Simply Because He Did Not Die In Time, Lives Out The Comedy While Awaiting The End, Face To Face With That God He Does Not Adore, Serving Him As He Served Life, Kneeling Before A Void And Arms Outstretched Toward A Heaven Without Eloquence That He Knows To Be Also Without Depth?

Nothing Is More Despicable Than Respect Based On Fear.

The Truth Is That Everyone Is Bored, And Devotes Himself To Cultivating Habits.

I Am Alive Again, Now That I Can No Longer Stand To Live.

Artistic Creation Is A Demand For Unity And A Rejection Of The World.