You mustn't always believe what I say. Questions tempt you to tell lie >>
Ah, good taste! What a dreadful thing! Taste is the enemy of creativen >>
Work is necessary for man. Man invented the alarm clock. >>
I do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who >>
Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow. >>
What desire for fame attends both great and small; better be damned th >>
Now there is fame! Of all -- hunger, misery, the incomprehension by the public -- fame is by far the worst. It is the castigation of God by the artist. It is sad. It is true.