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Men are governed by lines of intellect - women: by curves of emotion.
My mouth is full of decayed teeth and my soul of decayed ambitions.
My words in her mind: cold polished stones sinking through a quagmire.
Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic, is always a revolt against artifice, a revolt, in a sense, against actuality.
Satan, really, is the romantic youth of Jesus re-appearing for a moment.
Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.
The actions of men are the best interpreters of their thoughts.
The artist, like the God of creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.
There are no rules for good photographs, there are only good photographs.