You Walk On Corpses, Beauty, Undismayed.

With Wine, Poetry, Or Virtue As You Choose. But Get Drunk.

However Incoherent A Human Existence May Be, Human Unity Is Not Bothered By It.

I Am The Wound And The Knife! I Am The Slap And The Cheek! I Am The Limbs And The Rack, And The Victim And The Executioner! I Am The Vampire Of My Own Heart.

What I Have Always Found Most Beautiful In The Theatre, In My Childhood, And Still Today, Is Lustre--a Beautiful Object, Luminous, Crystalline, Complex, Circular, Symmetrical. However, I Do Not Absolutely Deny The Value Of Dramatic Literature. Only, I Should Like The Actors To Be Mounted On High Pattens, To Wear Masks More Expressive Than The Human Face, And To Speak Through Megaphones.

He Who Looks Through An Open Window Sees Fewer Things Than He Who Looks Through A Closed Window.