Forever Will Be You And Me.

The First Man To Compare The Cheeks Of A Young Woman To A Rose Was Obviously A Poet; The First To Repeat It Was Possibly An Idiot.

I Seated Ugliness On My Knee, And Almost Immediately Grew Tired Of It.

To Be Interesting, One Has To Provoke.

The Desire To Survive And The Fear Of Death Are Artistic Sentiments

Paranoiac-critical Activity Makes The World Of Delirium Pass Onto The Plane Of Reality.