What Is An Artist? He's A Man

Even If One’s Whole Life Were A Mistake, There Is Always Time To Change.

I Have Never Been Able To Look Upon America As Young And Vital But Rather As Prematurely Old, As A Fruit Which Rotted Before It Had A Chance To Ripen.

Day By Day. No Yesterdays And No Tomorrows. The Barometer Never Changes, The Flag Is Always At Half-mast.

Do Anything, But Let It Produce Joy. Do Anything, But Let It Yield Ecstasy.

Everyone Has His Own Reality In Which, If One Is Not Too Cautious, Timid Or Frightened, One Swims. This Is The Only Reality There Is.