Born Of The Sensibility, Art

And There Is Neither Beginning Nor End, Nor Past Nor Future; There Is Only A Present, At The Same Time Static And Ephemeral, Multiple And Absolute. It Is The Vital Ocean In Which We All Share, According To Our Strength, Our Needs Or Our Desires.

Life Is A Series Of Sensations Connected To Different States Of Consciousness

Intelligence, That Sublimation Of The Sensibility, That Organ Of The Need To Know, Is Sterilized Sensibility.

Man Begins By Loving Love And Ends By Loving A Woman. Woman Begins By Loving A Man And Ends By Loving Love.

We Live Less And Less, And We Learn More And More. Sensibility Is Surrendering To Intelligence.