The preponderance of pain over pleasure is the cause of our fictitious morality and religion.

Improvements are invented only by those who can feel that something is not good.

The living is a species of the dead; and not a very attractive one.

How do you expect to learn to dance when you have not even learned to walk! And above the dancer is still the flyer and his bliss.

The free man is a warrior.

To discover he is loved in return ought really to disenchant the lover with the beloved.

Without music, life would be a mistake... I would only believe in a God who knew how to dance.