I saw that all beings are fated to happiness: action is not life, but a way of wasting some force, an enervation. Morality is the weakness of the brain.

I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.

Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.

Unhappiness was my god.

I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.

You will always be a hyena.

Then you'll feel your cheek scratched... A little kiss, like a crazy spider, Will run round your neck... And you'll say to me : "Find it !" bending your head - And we'll take a long time to find that creature - Which travels a lot.