Some Of My Affectionate Envious Friends Say,

The Urban Man Is An Uprooted Tree, He Can Put Out Leaves, Flowers And Grow Fruit But What A Nostalgia His Leaf, Flower, And Fruit Will Always Have For Mother Earth!

Dynamic Ecstasy Is Absolute Romanticism , Absolute Heroism . And Here I Return To My Point. From My Point Of View, After The Catastrophe Which We Feel And Think Is Universal, A Catastrophe Resulting From An Excess Of Useless Dynamism Of Useless Progress, Of Useless Realism, Of Useless Technology, After This An Unattainable Democracy Is To Be Reached Through The Conception And Realization Of A New Romanticism.

Rodin Picks A Mushroom Delighted, And Shows It To Madame Rodin... "look," He Says Excitedly, "and That Takes But A Single Night! In One Night All These Are Made, All These Lamellas. That Is Good Work."

A Fantasy Can Be Equivalent To A Paradise And If The Fantasy Passes, Better Yet, Because Eternal Paradise Would Be Very Boring.

…perhaps This Momentary Life Of Ours Is Only The Light That Divides Our Infinite Origin From Our Infinite End.