if you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.
ernest hemingway

everybody knows if you are too careful you are so occupied in being careful that you are sure to stumble over something. gertrude stein

genius is the ability to put into effect what is on your mind.
f. scott fitzgerald

nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.
zelda fitzgerald

only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.
t. s. eliot

inspiration exists, but it has to find us working.
pablo picasso

at the age of six i wanted to be a cook. at seven i wanted to be napoleon. and my ambition has been growing steadily ever since.
salvador dali

we are adhering to life now with our last muscle - the heart.
djuna barnes

beautiful? it’s all a question of luck. i was born with good legs. as for the rest… beautiful, no. amusing, yes.
josephine baker

age is something that doesn’t matter, unless you are a cheese.
luis bunuel

don’t put my name on it. these are simply documents i make.
man ray

i don’t know whether i believe in god or not. i think, really, i’m some sort of buddhist. but the essential thing is to put oneself in a frame of mind which is close to that of prayer.
henri matisse

good authors, too, who once knew better words now only use four-letter words writing prose… anything goes.
cole porter