Je est un autre. (I is someone else).

Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!

I shed more tears than God could ever have required.

To whom shall I hire myself out? What beast should I adore? What holy image is attacked? What hearts shall I break? What lies shall I uphold? In what blood tread?

True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse’.

O witches, O misery, O hate, to you has my treasure been entrusted! I contrived to purge my mind of all human hope. On all joy, to strangle it, I pounced with the strength of a wild beast. I called to the plagues to smother me in blood, in sand, misfortune was my God.

I'm intact, and I don't give a damn.