I consider it useless and tedious to represent what exists, because nothing that exists satisfies me. Nature is ugly, and I prefer the monsters of my fancy to what is positively trivial.

In my mind it strolls, as well as in my apartment. A cat, strong, sweet and delightful.

There are but three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the warrior and the poet. To know, to kill and to create. The rest of mankind may be taxed and drudged, they are born for the stable, that is to say, to practise what they call professions.

Strangeness is a necessary ingredient in beauty.

What is exhilarating in bad taste is the aristocratic pleasure of giving offense.

I am the vampire at my own veins.

I have cultivated my hysteria with pleasure and terror.