Do What Only A True Artist Can

Mind You, Sometimes The Angels Smoke, Hiding It With Their Sleeves, And When The Archangel Comes, They Throw The Cigarettes Away: That’s When You Get Shooting Stars.

... My Mind Lay Limp In An Empty World.

Although I Do Not Care For The Slogan "art For Art's Sake", There Can Be No Question That What Makes A Work Of Fiction Safe From Larvae And Rust Is Not Its Social Importance But Its Art, Only Its Art.

Do Not Be Angry With The Rain; It Simply Does Not Know How To Fall Upwards.

Don't Touch Me; I'll Die If You Touch Me.