When I go to a country, I go to flea markets, antique stores. I am always looking for something.
Plant consciousness, insect consciousness, fish consciousness, all are related by one permanent element, which we may call the religious element inherent in all life, even in a flea: the sense of wonder. That is our sixth sense, and it is the natural religious sense.
You cannot flea a stone.
Anything an artist does is to show ourselves as we really are, which is a complex thing. I don't think that one work of Philosophy or Art, or Letters, or Acting, or Middle Playing, or Tightrope Walking, or Flea Circuses has made mankind better, if by better you mean kinder, wiser, more tolerant of each other. One thing self knowledge. Knoticayton: know thyself.
That was the thing about guys, though: Sometimes, they had the emotional depth of a flea.
That woman doesn't have the sense God gave a retarded flea.
The flea, though he kill none, he does all the harm he can.
That's a valiant flea that dares eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.
My mother used to take me to flea markets in my stroller, and I would just rummage through the piles. You've got to dig through the overstuffed racks that everyone else just walks by. It's the only way to find the cool stuff.
