I Have Emerged Victorious From My Thirty

If Nothing Were Left Of An Extinct Race But A Single Button, I Would Be Able To Infer, Form The Shape Of That Button, How These People Dressed, Built Their Houses, How They Lived, What Was Their Religion, Their Art, Their Mentality.

Be Truthful. Nature Only Sides With Truth.

Tattooed Men Who Are Not Behind Bars Are Either Latent Criminals Or Degenerate Aristocrats. If Someone Who Is Tattooed Dies In Freedom, Then He Does So A Few Years Before He Would Have Committed Murder.

The Potemkin City Of Which I Wish To Speak Here Is None Other Than Our Dear Vienna Herself.

The Work Of Art Shows People New Directions And Thinks Of The Future. The House Thinks Of The Present.