Twentieth pupil of the centuries knows its stuff and bird-changed this century like Jesus climbs the sky.
Artists are, above all, men who want to become inhuman.
Joy always came after pain.
To insist on purity is to baptize instinct, to humanize art, and to deify personality.
People quickly grow accustomed to being the slaves of mystery.
Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy.