We Shall Not Have Succeeded In Demolishing

La Mort N'est Que Pour Les Me Diocres. Death Is Only For The Mediocre.

Dieu Est Le Point Tangent De Ze Ro Et De L'infini. God Is The Tangential Point Of Zero And The Infinite.

To Keep Up Even A Worthwhile Tradition Means Vitiating The Idea Behind It Which Must Necessarily Be In A Constant State Of Evolution: It Is Mad To Try To Express New Feelings In A Mummified Form.

Anti-alcoholics Are Unfortunates In The Grip Of Water, That Terrible Poison, So Corrosive That Out Of All Substances It Has Been Chosen For Washing And Scouring, And A Drop Of Water Added To A Clear Liquid Like Absinthe, Muddles It.

The Theater, Bringing Impersonal Masks To Life, Is Only For Those Who Are Virile Enough To Create New Life: Either As A Conflict Of Passions Subtler Than Those We Already Know, Or As A Complete New Character.