Science Is Spectral Analysis. Art

What Torture, This Life In Society! Often Someone Is Obliging Enough To Offer Me A Light, And In Order To Oblige Him I Have To Fish A Cigarette Out Of My Pocket.

Family Life Is An Encroachment On Private Life.

Sentimental Irony Is A Dog That Bays At The Moon While Pissing On Graves.

My Language Is The Common Prostitute That I Turn Into A Virgin.

Blushing, Palpitations, A Bad Conscience--this Is What You Get If You Haven't Sinned.