It Is Good Taste, And Good Taste

When I Paint, The Sea Roars Others Splash About In The Bath

Great Wine Requires A Mad Man To Grow The Vine, A Wise Man To Watch Over It, A Lucid Poet To Make It, And A Lover To Drink It.

At The Age Of Six I Wanted To Be A Cook. At Seven I Wanted To Be Napoleon. And My Ambition Has Been Growing Steadily Ever Since.

I Don't Take Drugs: I Am Drugs.

Let The Labyrinth Of Wrinkles Be Furrowed In My Brow With The Red-hot Iron Of My Own Life, Let My Hair Whiten And My Step Become Vacillating, On Condition That I Can Save The Intelligence Of My Soul - Let My Unformed Childhood Soul, As It Ages, Assume The Rational And Esthetic Forms Of An Architecture, Let Me Learn Just Everything That Others Cannot Teach Me, What Only Life Would Be Capable Of Marking Deeply In My Skin!