In The East Men Know Panic, But

Patriotism Is A Kind Of Religion; It Is The Egg From Which Wars Are Hatched.

The Great Artists Are Those Who Impose Their Personal Vision Upon Humanity.

I Told Myself 'everything Is A Being! The Shout That Passes Into The Air Is An Entity Like An Animal, Since It Is Born, Produces A Movement, And Is Again Transformed, In Order To Die. So The Fearful Mind That Believes In Incorporeal Beings Is Not Wrong. What Are They?

The English Have Only Three Sauces - A White One, A Brown One And A Yellow One, And None Of Them Have Any Flavor Whatever.

Breathing, Sleeping, Drinking, Eating, Working, Dreaming, Everything We Do Is Dying. To Live, In Fact, Is To Die.