Wind is what happens when air falls in love with itself.
You don't know your ass from a hole in the ground, you know that?
But once you describe something, you destroy it.
There should be a connection between a man's hairstyle and what matters to him in life.
But I feel vanity is a part of art and the non-vain are really non-artistic.
I surrender to the Monster. What pleasure at last to give way to the strongest force in oneself.