To Avenge A Wrong Done To You,

Generations Do Not Age. Every Youth Of Any Period, Any Civilization, Has The Same Possibilities As Always.

Artists Are The Monks Of The Bourgeois State.

I Spent The Whole Evening Sitting Before A Mirror To Keep Myself Company.

It Had To Happen To You, To Concentrate Your Whole Life On One Point, And Then Discover That You Can Do Anything Except Live At That Point.

Reality Is A Prison, Where One Vegetates And Always Will. All The Rest - Thought, Action - Is Just A Pastime, Mental Or Physical. What Counts Then, Is To Come To Grips With Reality. The Rest Can Go.