Oh Words, What Crimes Are

Childhood Is Over The Moment Things Are No Longer Astonishing.

If One Does Not Understand The Usefulness Of The Useless And The Uselessness Of The Useful, One Cannot Understand Art.

The More I Try To Explain Myself, The Less I Understand Myself.

When I Was Born, I Was Almost Fourteen Years Old. That's Why I Was Able To Understand More Easily Than Most What It Was All About.

Childhood Is The World Of Miracle And Wonder; As If Creation Rose, Bathed In The Light, Out Of The Darkness, Utterly New And Fresh And Astonishing. The End Of Childhood Is When Things Cease To Astonish Us.