The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.


The house of pomegranates. De profundis (ed. 1905)


The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow...

The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow...

The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow...

The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow...