It is because I dove into the abyss that I am beginning to love the abyss I am made of.

You don't understand music: you hear it. So hear me with your whole body.

Everything in the world began with a yes. One molecule said yes to another molecule and life was born.

Love is so much more deadly than I had thought, love is so much inherent as the very lack, and we are guaranteed by a need to be renewed continuously. Love is now, is forever. There is just the blow of grace - call it passion.

I just know that I don't want cheating. I refuse. I deepened myself but I don't believe in myself because my thought is invented.

I have grown weary of literature: silence alone comforts me. If I continue to write, it’s because I have nothing more to accomplish in this world except to wait for death. Searching for the word in darkness. Any little success invades me and puts me in full view of everyone. I long to wallow in the mud. I can scarcely control my need for self-abasement, my craving for licentiousness and debauchery. Sin tempts me, forbidden pleasures lure me. I want to be both pig and hen, then kill them and drink their blood.

Do not mourn the dead. They know what they are doing.