In order to exist just once in the world, it is necessary never again to exist.

At the heart of all beauty lies something inhuman.

But sometimes it takes more courage to live than to shoot yourself.

After all perhaps the greatness of art lies in the perpetual tension between beauty and pain, the love of men and the madness of creation, unbearable solitude and the exhausting crowd, rejection and consent.

That's the way man is, cher monsieur. He has two faces: he can't love without self-love.

True debauchery is liberating because it creates no obligations. In it you possess only yourself, hence it remains the favorite pastime of the great lovers of their own person.

I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn't, than live as if there isn't and to die to find out that there is.