The degree and kind of a man's sexuality reach up into the ultimate pinnacle of his spirit.

Truly, it is a blessing and not a blasphemy when I teach that "above all things there stands the heaven of chance, the heaven of innocence, the heaven of accident, the heaven of wantonness".

The surest sign that two people no longer speak the same language is that both say ironic things to one another but that neither senses the irony.

And many such good inventions are there, that they are like woman's breasts: useful at the same time, and pleasant.

one does not only wish to be understood when one writes; one wishes just as surely not to be understood.

Become who you are!

On the rare occasions when our dreams succeed and achieve perfection - most dreams are bungled - the are symbolic chains of scene and images in place of a narrative poetic language; they circumscribe our experiences or expectations or situations with such poetic boldness and decisiveness that in the morning we are always amazed when we remember our dreams.