My Only Politics Have Been Friendship.

Enough Of Clouds, Waves, Aquariums, Water-sprites And Nocturnal Scents; What We Need Is Music Of The Earth, Everyday Music..music One Can Live In Like A House.

A Car Can Massage Organs Which No Masseur Can Reach. It Is The One Remedy For The Disorders Of The Great Sympathetic Nervous System.

The Ear Disapproves But Tolerates Certain Musical Pieces; Transfer Them Into The Domain Of Our Nose, And We Will Be Forced To Flee.

In Paris, Everybody Wants To Be An Actor; Nobody Is Content To Be A Spectator.

The Smell Of Opium Is The Least Stupid Smell In The World.