I do not know how to make poems

Nothing is the speed limit of thought.

He who hides his madman, dies voiceless.

It is preferable not to travel with a dead man.

The bird's delirium does not interest the trees.

The Sorbonne should be razed and Chris Marker put in its place.

He who has rejected his demons badgers us to death with his angels

He who knows how to shave the razor, will know how to erase the eraser.

He who doesn't know anger doesn't know anything. He doesn't know the immediate.

It came to me late, as an adult, the desire to draw and participate in the world of lines.

You can love a woman. To admire her is hard. You are not dealing with something important.

With your faults, dont hurry. Dont correct them thoughtlessly. What would you put in their place?

One can paint with two colors, and draw with one. Three, or four at most, have for centuries been enough men.

It is almost an intellectual tradition to pay heed to the insane. In my case those that I most respect are the morons.

The Surrealist supernatural is a bit predictable but given the choice between supernatural and anything else, I would have no hesitation. Long live supernatural!

A man who knows neither how to travel nor how to keep a journal has put together this travel journal. But at the moment of signing he is suddenly afraid. So he casts the first stone. Here.

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