Those Who Are Afraid Of Death Will

Damned, Damned Be The Rich! May Not Even Their Fingernails Be Left!... I'm Sure That They Are Going To Hell Head-first.

The Theater Has To Impose Itself On The Public, And Not The Public On The Theater... The Word "art" Should Be Written Everywhere, In The Auditorium And In The Dressing Rooms, Before The Word "business" Gets Written There.

The Mirror Is The Mother Dew, The Book Of Desiccated Twilights, Echo Become Flesh.

Verde Que Te Quiero Verde. Verde Viento. Verde Ramas. Green I Love You Green. Green Wind. Green Branches.

Ever Since I Got Married I've Been Thinking Night And Day About Whose Fault It Was, And Every Time I Think About It, Out Comes A New Fault To Eat Up The Old One; But Always There's A Fault Left.