The Joy Of The Young Is To

The Reward Of Art Is Not Fame Or Success But Intoxication: That Is Why So Many Bad Artists Are Unable To Give It Up.

Be A Mere Assistant To Your Unconscious. Do Only Half The Work. The Rest Will Do Itself.

One Must Be A Living Man And A Posthumous Artist.

The Dead Drug Leaves A Ghost Behind. At Certain Hours It Haunts The House.

All Spiritual Journeys Are Martyrdoms