Wine Transforms Moles Into Eagles.

To Glorify The Cult Of Images (my Great, My Only, My Earliest Passion).

I Love The Clouds... The Clouds That Pass By... Over There... Over There... Those Lovely Clouds!

There Exist Only Three Beings Worthy Of Respect: The Priest, The Soldier, The Poet. To Know, To Kill, To Create.

There Is No Such Thing As A Long Piece Of Work, Except One That You Dare Not Start.

God Is The Only Being Who, In Order To Reign, Doesn't Even Need To Exist.