The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything.

Whoever, at any time, has undertaken to build a new heaven has found the strength for it in his own hell.

The love of one sole being is a barbarism; for it will be employed to the detriment of all the rest. So too the love of God.

If there is to be art, if there is to be any aesthetic doing and seeing, one physiological condition is indispensable: frenzy.

Sensuality often hastens the "Growth of Love" so much that the roots remain weak and are easily torn up.

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 condition that gives birth to a rule is not the same as the condition to which the rule gives birth.