If you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud.

Never subject to the rules, believing that the correct judgement and healthy nature keep her in the honesty she lived in.

If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.

Did not one spend the first half of one's days in dreams of happiness and the second half in regrets and terrors?

And then there are always clever people about to promise you that everything will be all right if only you put yourself out a bit... And you get carried away, you suffer so much from the things that exist that you ask for what can't ever exist. Now look at me, I was well away dreaming like a fool and seeing visions of a nice friendly life on good terms with everybody, and off I went, up into the clouds. And when you fall back into the mud it hurts a lot. No! None of it was true, none of those things we thought we could see existed at all. All that was really there was still more misery-- oh yes! as much of that as you like-- and bullets into the bargain!

He beheld Lourdes, contaminated by Mammon, turned into a spot of abomination and perdition, transformed into a huge bazaar, where everything was sold, masses and souls alike!