Champagne... The Wine Of Kings, The King

One Sometimes Weeps Over One's Illusions With As Much Bitterness As Over A Death.

The Great Artists Are Those Who Impose Their Personal Vision Upon Humanity.

The Essence Of Life Is The Smile Of Round Female Bottoms, Under The Shadow Of Cosmic Boredom.

Of All The Passions, The Only One That Seems Respectable To Me Is The Passion For Food

I Have Coveted Everything And Taken Pleasure In Nothing