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Creation Which Cannot Express Itself Becomes Madness.

Perhaps A Child, Like A Cat, Is So Much Inside Of Himself That He Does Not See Himself In The Mirror.

We See Things The Way We Are, Not The Way They Are.

You Cannot Save People. You Can Only Love Them.

I Take Pleasure In My Transformations. I Look Quiet And Consistent, But Few Know How Many Women There Are In Me.