So Little Of What Could Happen Does

The Sole Difference Between Myself And A Madman Is The Fact That I Am Not Mad.

Someone Like Myself, Who Claimed To Be A Real Madman, Living And Organized With A Pythagorean Precision.

I'm Going To Live Forever. Geniuses Don't Die.

Give Me Two Hours A Day Of Activity, And I'll Take The Other Twenty-two In Dreams.

Each Morning When I Awake, I Experience Again A Supreme Pleasure - That Of Being Salvador Dali.