And, drunk with my own madness, I shouted at him furiously, "Make life beautiful! Make life beautiful!

Everything that is beautiful and noble is the product of reason and calculation.

Be always drunken. Nothing else matters: that is the only question. If you would not feel the horrible burden of time weighing on your shoulders and crushing you to the earth, be drunken continually.

Strangeness is the indispensable condiment of all beauty.

A frenzied passion for art is a canker that devours everything else.

The cannon thunders... limbs fly in all directions... one can hear the groans of victims and the howling of those performing the sacrifice... it's Humanity in search of happiness.

It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.