The Poet Paul Éluard Says

The Artist Must Know How Far To Go Too Far.

What Uniform Can I Wear To Hide My Heavy Heart? It Is Too Heavy. It Will Always Show.

In Exiling Myself I Am Not Exiling A Monster, But A Man Whom Society Will Not Allow To Live, Since It Considers One Of The Mysterious Cogs In God's Masterpiece To Be A Mistake.

One Sits Down First; One Thinks Afterwards.

A True Poet Does Not Bother To Be Poetical. Nor Does A Nursery Gardener Scent His Roses.