Glance Is The Enemy Of

Artists Are The Antennae Of The Race, But The Bullet-headed Many Will Never Learn To Trust The Great Artists.

No Picture Is Made To Endure Nor To Live With But It Is Made To Sell And Sell Quickly With Usura, Sin Against Nature, Is Thy Bread Ever More Of Stale Rags Is Thy Bread Dry As Paper.

Be Not Cheap Or Mediocre In Desiring.

I Desired My Dust To Be Mingled With Yours Forever And Forever And Forever.

I Think An Alliance With Stalin's Russia Is Rotten.