Part of the public horror of sexual irregularity so-called is due to the fact that everyone knows himself essentially guilty.

Chinese civilisation is so systematic that wild animals have been abolished on principle.

It sometimes strikes me that the whole of science is a piece of impudence; that nature can afford to ignore our impertinent interference. If our monkey mischief should ever reach the point of blowing up the earth by decomposing an atom, and even annihilated the sun himself, I cannot really suppose that the universe would turn a hair.

I hardly ever talk- words seem such a waste, and they are none of them true. No one has yet invented a language from my point of view.

Man has the right . . . to play as he will . . . to think what he will: to speak what he will: to write what he will: to draw, paint, carve, etch, mould, build as he will: to dress as he will.

I was asked to memorise what I did not understand; and, my memory being so good, it refused to be insulted in that manner.

Truth! Truth! Truth! crieth the Lord of the Abyss of Hallucinations