Certainty always produces questions, uncertainty statements. It is a balancing law of nature.

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?

Life, the permission to know death.

The truth is how you say it, and to be 'one's self' is the most shocking custom of all.

Man is the only thing that has no further use after something goes amiss.

For most people, life is nasty, brutish, and short; for me, it has simply been nasty and brutish.

One must not look inward too much, while the inside is yet tender. I do not wish to frighten myself until I can stand it.