No man needs curing of his individual sickness; his universal malady is what he should look to.
Life is painful, nasty and short.. in my case it has only been painful and nasty.
We are but skin about a wind, with muscles clenched against mortality.
Man is the only thing that has no further use after something goes amiss.
The heart of the jealous knows the best and most satisfying love, that of the other's bed, where the rival perfects the lover's imperfections.
There's something evil in me that loves evil and degradation--purity's black backside! That loves honesty with a horrid love; or why have I always gone seeking it at the liar's door?