Trees are massacred, houses go up — faces, faces everywhere. Man is spreading. Man is the cancer of the earth.

The aphorism is cultivated only by those who have known fear in the midst of words, that fear of collapsing with all the words.

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.

Man must vanquish himself, must do himself violence, in order to perform the slightest action untainted by evil.

Sometimes I wish I were a cannibal – less for the pleasure of eating someone than for the pleasure of vomiting him.

Negation is the mind's first freedom, yet a negative habit is fruitful only so long as we exert ourselves to overcome it, adapt it to our needs; once acquired it can imprison us.

Life creates itself in delirium and is undone in ennui.