I've seen of enough of people who die for an idea. I don't believe in heroism; I know it's easy and I've learned it can be murderous. What interests me is living and dying for what one loves.

It's not your pictures I like; it's your painting.

When I look at my life and its secret colors, I feel like bursting into tears.

A sub-clerk in the post-office is the equal of a conqueror if consciousness is common to them.

If only nature is real and if, in nature, only desire and destruction are legitimate, then, in that all humanity does not suffice to assuage the thirst for blood, the path of destruction must lead to universal annihilation.

No one who lives in the sunlight of gratitude that things aren't worse makes a failure of his or her life.

In our wildest aberrations we dream of an equilibrium we have left behind and which we naively expect to find at the end of our errors. Childish presumption which justifies the fact that child-nations, inheriting our follies, are now directing our history.