Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony.
To insist on purity is to baptize instinct, to humanize art, and to deify personality.
Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy.
I don't want to work. I want to smoke.
It's raining my soul, it's raining, but it's raining dead eyes.
When man resolved to imitate walking, he invented the wheel, which does not look like a leg. In doing this, he was practicing surrealism without knowing it.