Dance, dance, dance till you drop.

Music can be made anywhere, is invisible and does not smell.

Into this neutral air Where blind skyscrapers use Their full height to proclaim The strength of Collective Man, Each language pours its vain Competitive excuse.

Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.

What answer to the meaning of existence should one require beyond the right to exercise one's gifts?

We do not change as we grow up. The difference between the child and the adult is that the former doesn't know who he is and the latter does.

To hunt for symbols in a fairy tale is absolutely fatal.