To claim you are more detached, more alien to everything than anyone, and to be merely a fanatic of indifference!

There is no other world. Nor even this one. What, then, is there? The inner smile provoked in us by the patent nonexistence of both.

Maniacs of Procreation, bipeds with devalued faces, we have lost all appeal for each other.

Transmitting one's flaws [through procreation] to someone else is a crime. I could never consent to give life to someone who would inherent my ailments.

Society: an inferno of saviors!

I don’t understand how people can believe in God, even when I myself think of him everyday.

Truths begin by a conflict with the police - and end by calling them in.