Bee, why are you staring at me? I am not a flower??

Goddamn it, FEELING is what I like in art, not CRAFTINESS and the hiding of feelings.

What's your road, man? - holyboy road, madman road, rainbow road, guppy road, any road. It's an anywhere road for anybody anyhow. Where body how?

Don't think of words when you stop but to see picture better.

When you've understood this scripture, throw it away. If you can't understand this scripture, throw it away. I insist on your freedom.

Go moan for man. It's the pathos of people that gets us down, all the lovers in this dream.

The beauty of things must be that they end.