Pure morality is only an instinctive adjustment which the soul makes.

This is what I believe: That I am I. That my soul is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back. That I must have the courage to let them come and go. That I will never let mankind put anything over me, but that I will try always to recognize and submit to the gods in me and the gods in other men and women. There is my creed.

Sing then the core of dark and absolute oblivion where the soul at last is lost in utter peace.

Away with all ideals. Let each individual act spontaneously from the forever incalculable prompting of the creative wellhead within him. There is no universal law.

It grew late. Through the open door, stealthily, came the scent of madonna lilies, almost as if it were prowling abroad.

I believe the nearest I've come to perfect love was with a young coal-miner when I was about 16.

How I hate the attitude of ordinary people to life. How I loathe ordinariness! How from my soul I abhor nice simple people, with their eternal price list. It makes my blood boil.