Only sick music makes money today.

The good-they cannot create; they are always the beginning of the end.

There was at all events one advantage in the choice of this day to my birth; my birthday throughout the whole of my childhood was a day of public rejoicing.

...throw roses into the abyss and say: 'here is my thanks to the monster who didn't succeed in swallowing me alive.

The criminal type is the type of the strong human being under unfavorable circumstances: a strong human being made sick.

Stupid as a man, say the women: cowardly as a woman, say the men. Stupidity in a woman is unwomanly.

What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives acts and experiences otherwise than we do?