Love Is When You Meet Someone Who

Beauty Is Like A Train That Ceaselessly Roars Out Of The Gare De Lyon And Which I Know Will Never Leave, Which Has Not Left. It Consists Of Jolts And Shocks, Many Of Which Do Not Have Much Importance, But Which We Know Are Destined To Produce One Shock, Which Does...the Human Heart, Beautiful As A Seismograph...beauty Will Be Convulsive Or Will Not Be At All.

It Is Hard Not To See Into The Future, Faced With Today's Blind Architecture - A Thousand Times More Stupid And More Revolting Than That Of Other Ages. How Bored We Shall Be Inside!

The Art Of Frida Kahlo Is A Ribbon Around A Bomb.

Humor (is) The Process That Allows One To Brush Reality Aside When It Gets Too Distressing.

The Eye Is Not Open When It Is Limited To The Passive Role Of A Mirror... If It Has Only The Capacity To Reflect.