I Must See New Things

I Was In Love With Everything- I Wanted To Look With Love At The Angry People So That Their Eyes Would Be Forced To Respond; And I Wanted To Bring Gifts To The Envious And Tell Them That I Am Worthless.

I Don't Know Whether There Is Anyone Else At All Who Remembers My Noble Father With Such Sadness

I Do Not Deny That I Have Made Drawings And Watercolors Of An Erotic Nature. But They Are Always Works Of Art. Are There No Artists Who Have Done Erotic Pictures?

I Must Live In My Own Excrement, Breathe In My Own Poisonous Sticky Fumes. Yet I Am A Human Being! I Still Am. Does No One Think Of That?

Bodies Have Their Own Light Which They Consume To Live: They Burn, They Are Not Lit From The Outside.