I Would Like To Be Able To

We Continue To Shape Our Personality All Our Life. If We Knew Ourselves Perfectly, We Should Die.

Madness Such As This, Its Like Trying To Stop A Fire With The Moisture From A Kiss

Human Rebellion Ends In Metaphysical Revolution. It Progresses From Appearances To Acts, From The Dandy To The Revolutionary.

There Is In Me An Anarchy And Frightful Disorder. Creating Makes Me Die A Thousand Deaths, Because It Means Making Order, And My Entire Being Rebels Against Order. But Without It I Would Die, Scattered To The Winds.

At Any Street Corner The Feeling Of Absurdity Can Strike Any Man In The Face.