There Is No Dream Of

Perfumes, Colours And Sounds Echo One Another.

A Man Who Drinks Only Water Has A Secret To Hide From His Fellow Men.

No Task Is A Long One But The Task On Which One Dare Not Start. It Becomes A Nightmare.

Even In The Centuries Which Appear To Us To Be The Most Monstrous And Foolish, The Immortal Appetite For Beauty Has Always Found Satisfaction.

I Am A Cemetery By The Moon Unblessed.