If You Look At Anything Long Enough,

The Bourgeoisie Is Very Fond Of So-called Practical Types And Novels With Happy Endings, Since They Soothe It With The Idea That One Can Both Accumulate Capital And Preserve Innocence, Be A Beast And At The Same Time Be Happy...

Just As I Shall Lie Alone In The Grave, So, In Essence, Do I Live Alone.

Fine. Since The Tea Is Not Forthcoming, Let's Have A Philosophical Conversation.

To Make A Face From Marble Means To Remove From The Slab Everything That Is Not The Face

An Artist Observes, Selects, Guesses, And Synthesizes.