I Must See New Things

To Restrict The Artist Is A Crime. It Is To Murder Germinating Life

No Erotic Work Of Art Is Filth If It Is Artistically Significant; It Is Only Turned Into Filth Through The Beholder If He Is Filthy.

My Mother Is A Very Strange Woman... She Doesn't Understand Me In The Least And Doesn't Love Me Much Either. If She Had Either Love Or Understanding She Would Be Prepared To Make Sacrifices

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

All Beautiful And Noble Qualities Have Been United In Me... I Shall Be The Fruit Which Will Leave Eternal Vitality Behind Even After Its Decay. How Great Must Be Your Joy, Therefore, To Have Given Birth To Me.