To Know Paris Is To

Every Moment Is A Golden One For Him Who Has The Vision To Recognize It As Such.

Art Is Only A Means To Life, The Life More Abundant. It Merely Points The Way.

The Cancer Of Time Is Eating Us Away

The Monstrous Thing Is Not That Men Have Created Roses Out Of This Dung Heap, But That, For Some Reason Or Other, They Should Want Roses.

The Prisoner Is Not The One Who Has Commited A Crime, But The One Who Clings To His Crime And Lives It Over And Over.