Perfumes, Colours And Sounds Echo One Another.

Nothing Can Be Done Except Little By Little.

We Love Women In Proportion To Their Degree Of Strangeness To Us.

A Sweetheart Is A Bottle Of Wine, A Wife Is A Wine Bottle.

I Love Wagner, But The Music I Prefer Is That Of A Cat Hung Up By Its Tail Outside A Window And Trying To Stick To The Panes Of Glass With Its Claws.

To Glorify The Cult Of Images (my Great, My Only, My Earliest Passion).