There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion.
The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.
I'm not a place, I'm a dimension.
I used to walk down the street like I was a star... I want people to walk around delusional about how great they can be - and then to fight so hard for it every day that the lie becomes the truth.