Fame is an illusive thing - here today, gone tomorrow. The fickle, shallow mob raises its heroes to the pinnacle of approval today and hurls them into oblivion tomorrow at the slightest whim; cheers today, hisses tomorrow; utter forgetfulness in a few months.
I want to undress you, vulgarize you a bit.
Life moves on, whether we act as cowards or heroes.
Whatever needs to be maintained through force is doomed.
The blind lead the blind. It's the democratic way.
I found that what I had desired all my life was not to live - if what others are doing is called living - but to express myself.