I Can Remember Much Forgetfulness.

Let My Lusts Be My Ruin, Then, Since All Else Is A Fake And A Mockery.

I Cannot Figure Out Just What Dadaism Is Beyond An Insane Jumble Of The Four Winds, The Six Senses, And Plum Pudding. But If The Baroness Is To Be A Keystone For It, — Then I Think I Can Possibly Know When It Is Coming And Avoid It.

Love: A Burnt Match Skating In A Urinal.

[the Essences Of Things] Are Suspended On The Invisible Dimension Whose Vibrance Has Been Denied The Human Eye At All Times Save In The Intuition Of Ecstasy.

I Can Remember Much Forgetfulness.