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I Hate Symbolic Art In Which The Presentation Loses All Spontaneous Movement In Order To Become A Machine, An Allegory -- A Vain And Misconceived Effort Because The Very Fact Of Giving An Allegorical Sense To A Presentation Clearly Shows That We Have To Do With A Fable Which By Itself Has No Truth Either Fantastic Or Direct; It Was Made For The Demonstration Of Some Moral Truth.

I Would Love To Spend All My Time Writing To You; I'd Love To Share With You All That Goes Through My Mind, All That Weighs On My Heart, All That Gives Air To My Soul; Phantoms Of Art, Dreams That Would Be So Beautiful If They Could Come True.

Refusing To Have An Opinion Is A Way Of Having One, Isn't It?

Personally, I Don't Give A Rap For Documents; For The Truth In My Eyes Is Not In Them But In The Mind.

Six Characters In Search Of An Author.