All In All, Death Is

When You Stay Too Long In The Same Place, Things And People Go To Pot On You, They Rot And Start Stinking For Your Special Benefit.

If It Is Your Duty To Croak Like The Toad, Then Go Ahead! And With All Your Might! Make Them Hear You!

The Foreground In A Picture Is Always Unattractive... Art Demands That The Interest Of The Canvas Should Be Placed In The Far Distance, Where Lies Take Refuge, Those Dreams Which Blossom Out Of Fact And Are Man's Only Love.

In The Kitchens Of Love, After All, Vice Is Like The Pepper In A Good Sauce; It Brings Out The Flavor, It’s Indispensable.

Love, Arthur, Is A Poodle's Chance Of Attaining The Infinite, And Personally I Have My Pride.