And I am still alive-what though, my damnation is eternal. A man who deliberately mutilates himself is truly damned, is he not? I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am.

Unhappiness was my god.

It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.

Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.

Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.

Oh! If only we were naked now, and free to watch our protruding parts align; To whisper - both of us - in ecstasy!

Life is the farce which everyone has to perform.