It Is By Universal Misunderstanding That All

We Are All Born Marked For Evil.

Forest, I Fear You! In My Ruined Heart Your Roaring Wakens The Same Agony As In Cathedrals When The Organ Moans And From The Depths I Hear That I Am Damned.

This Industry [photography], By Invading The Territories Of Art, Has Become Art's Most Mortal Enemy.

Perfumes, Colours And Sounds Echo One Another.

An Artist Is Only An Artist On Condition That He Neglects No Aspect Of His Dual Nature. This Dualism Is The Power Of Being Oneself And Someone Else At One And The Same Time.