There Are Poets And There Are Grownups.

Since These Mysteries Exceed My Grasp, I Shall Pretend To Have Organized Them.

The Audience Bursts Into Laughter. With The Tragic Gag I Don't Expect The Audience To Laugh (if They Do, I Have Failed) But I Expect A Black Silence From Them That Is Almost As Violent: As Laughter.

Lack Of Manners Is The Sign Of A Hero.

Whatever The World Condemns You For, Make It Your Own. It Is Yourself.

Vivre Est Une Chute Horizontale. Life Is A Horizontal Fall.