Living never wore one out so much as the effort not to live.

I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.

The true liberation of eroticism lies in accepting the fact that there are a million facets to it, a million forms of eroticism, a million objects of it, situations, atmospheres, and variations. We have, first of all, to dispense with guilt concerning its expansion, then remain open to it's surprises, varied expressions, and mingle it with dreams, fantasies, and emotion for it to attain its highest potency.

When one is pretending the entire body revolts.

The imagination is far better at inventing tortures than life because the imagination is a demon within us and it knows where to strike, where it hurts. It knows the vulnerable spot, and life does not, our friends and lovers do not, because seldom do they have the imagination equal to the task.

destruction is ultimately self-destruction.

Poverty is the great reality. That is why the artist seeks it.