Do Not Take Up Cause Against The

Lying Is The Only Art Form That The Public Sanctions And Instinctively Prefers To Reality.

Cultivate Everything The Critics Hated In Your First Work - That's What Makes You Unique.

Poets Don't Draw. They Unravel Their Handwriting And Then Tie It Up Again, But Differently.

I Only Fear The Death Of Others. For Me, True Death Is That Of The People I Love

Everything One Does In Life, Even Love, Occurs In An Express Train Racing Toward Death. To Smoke Opium Is To Get Out Of The Train While It Is Still Moving. It Is To Concern Oneself With Something Other Than Life Or Death.