I would like to explode, flow, crumble into dust, and my disintegration would be my masterpiece.

Time is heavy sometimes; imagine how heavy eternity must be.

Much more than our other needs and endeavors, it is sexuality that puts us on an even footing with our kind: the more we practice it, the more we become like everyone else: it is in the performance of a reputedly bestial function that we prove our status as citizens: nothing is more public than the sexual act.

The source of our actions resides in an unconscious propensity to regard ourselves as the center, the cause, and the conclusion of time. Our reflexes and our pride transform into a planet the parcel of flesh and consciousness we are.

Life inspires more dread than death - it is life which is the great unknown.

Only optimists commit suicide, optimists who no longer succeed at being optimists. The others, having no reason to live, why would they have any to die?

A civilization begins to decline the moment Life becomes its sole obsession.