I Am A Cemetery By The Moon

I Love Wagner, But The Music I Prefer Is That Of A Cat Hung Up By Its Tail Outside A Window And Trying To Stick To The Panes Of Glass With Its Claws.

The Insatiable Thirst For Everything That Lies Beyond, And That Life Reveals, Is The Most Living Proof Of Our Immortality.

My Soul Travels On The Smell Of Perfume Like The Souls Of Other Men On Music.

It Is At Despair At Not Being Able To Be Noble And Beautiful By Natural Means That We Have Made Up Our Faces So Strangely.

If The Word Doesn't Exist, Invent It; But First Be Sure It Doesn't Exist.