My Ass Contemplates Those Who Talk Behind

A New Gadget That Lasts Only Five Minutes Is Worth More Than An Immortal Work That Bores Everyone.

New York Is The Cubist, The Futurist City. It Expresses In Its Architecture, Its Life, Its Spirit, The Modern Thought.

The Essence Of A Man Is Found In His Faults.

Youth Doesn't Reason, It Acts. The Old Man Reasons And Would Like To Make The Others Act In His Place.

The World Is Divided Into Two Categories: Failures And Unknowns.