A Taste For Simplicity Cannot

A Taste For Simplicity Cannot Last For Long.

To Be Understood A Writer Has To Explain Almost Everything.

The Outcome Of My Days Is Always The Same; An Infinite Desire For What One Never Gets; A Void One Cannot Fill; An Utter Yearning To Produce In All Ways, To Battle As Much As Possible Against Time That Drags Us Along, And The Distractions That Throw A Veil Over Our Soul.

Cold Exactitude Is Not Art; Ingenious Artifice, When It Pleases Or When It Expresses, Is Art Itself.

Artists Who Seek Perfection In Everything Are Those Who Can't Attain It In Anything.