Wherever Books Are Burned, Human Beings Are

Perfumes Are The Feelings Of Flowers.

The Propaganda Of Communism Possesses A Language Which Every People Can Understand. Its Elements Are Simply Hunger, Envy, Death.

No Author Is A Man Of Genius To His Publisher.

There Is No Sixth Commandment In Art. The Poet Is Entitled To Lay His Hands On Whatever Material He Finds Necessary For His Work.

I Live, Which Is The Main Point.