I sit at my door, smoking a cigarette and sipping my absinthe, and I enjoy every day without a care in the world

I have come to an unalterable decision - to go and live forever in Polynesia. Then I can end my days in peace and freedom, without thoughts of tomorrow and this eternal struggle against idiots.

Life is merely a fraction of a second. An infinitely small amount of time to fulfill our desires, our dreams, our passions.

Where do we come from? What are We? Where are we going?

Beautiful colors exist, though we do not realize it, and are glimpsed behind the veil that modesty has drawn over them.

Art requires philosophy, just as philosophy requires art. Otherwise, what would become of beauty?

In art one is concerned with the condition of the spirit for three quarters of the time; one must therefore care for oneself if he wishes to make something great and lasting.