Love, Sleep, Drugs and Intoxicants are elementary forms of art, or rather, of producing the same effect as art.聽 But love, sleep and drugs all have their disillusion.聽 Love wearies or disappoints.聽 Sleep ends when we awaken, and while sleeping we haven't lived.聽 Drugs are paid for with the ruin of the very physique they served to stimulate.聽 But in art there is no disillusion, because the illusion was admitted from the start.聽 There's no waking up from art, because we didn't sleep in it, though we may have dreamed.聽 And in art we pay no tax or penalty for having enjoyed it.