As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of life and the ecstasy of life. - Charles Baudelaire

It is the hour when the swarm of malevolent dreams
Makes sun-browned adolescents writhe upon their pillows.

What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters.

An artist is only an artist thanks to his exquisite sense of beauty — a sense which provides him with intoxicating delights, but at the same time implying and including a sense, equally exquisite, of all deformity and disproportion.