All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar's teeth.

All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar's teeth.

Destroy yourselves, you who are desperate, and you who are tortured in body and soul, abandon all hope. There is no more solace for you in this world. The world lives off your rotting flesh.

In our present state of degeneration it is through the skin that metaphysics must be made to re-enter our minds.

I cannot conceive any work of art as having a separate existence from life itself

I prefer the people who eat off the bare earth the delirium from which they were born.

Tragedy on the stage is no longer enough for me, I shall bring it into my own life.