What is human in me is not what is best in me. What is human in me is that I desire, and to obtain what I desire, I believe I would crush anything that stood in my way.

For me, physical love has always been bound to an irresistible feeling of innocence and joy. Thus, I cannot love in tears but in exaltation.

...Any authentic creation is a gift to the future.

Likewise, every time somebody interjects to speak of my honesty there is someone who quivers inside me.

After all manner of professors have done their best for us, the place we are to get knowledge is in books. The true university of these days is a collection of books.

We spend our days in deliberating, and we end them without coming to any resolve.

In order to be created, a work of art must first make use of the dark forces of the soul