Our first intuitions are the true ones.
Do I look like someone who has something to do here on earth?' —That's what I'd like to answer the busybodies who inquire into my activities.
All that shimmers on the surface of the world, all that we call interesting, is the fruit of ignorance and inebriation.
A self-respecting man is a man without a country. A fatherland is birdlime.
Consciousness is much more than the thorn, it is the dagger in the flesh.
The Art of Love: knowing how to combine the temperament of a vampire with the discretion of an anemone.