I Must Live In My Own Excrement,

I Do Not Deny That I Have Made Drawings And Watercolors Of An Erotic Nature. But They Are Always Works Of Art. Are There No Artists Who Have Done Erotic Pictures?

All Beautiful And Noble Qualities Have Been United In Me... I Shall Be The Fruit Which Will Leave Eternal Vitality Behind Even After Its Decay. How Great Must Be Your Joy, Therefore, To Have Given Birth To Me.

I Was In Love With Everything- I Wanted To Look With Love At The Angry People So That Their Eyes Would Be Forced To Respond; And I Wanted To Bring Gifts To The Envious And Tell Them That I Am Worthless.

Everything Is Dead While It Lives.

To Restrict The Artist Is A Crime. It Is To Murder Germinating Life