How cruel my suffering is,—no one is more talkative than I am!

Pleasure only starts once the worm has got into the fruit; to become delightful, happiness must be tainted with poison.

We want to decipher skies and paintings, go behind these starry backgrounds or these painted canvases and, like kids trying to find a gap in a fence, try to look through the cracks in the world.

I don't want your love unless you know i am repulsive,and love me even as you know it.

It is clear that the world is purely parodic, that each thing seen is the parody of another, or is the same thing in a deceptive form.

Eroticism cannot be entirely revealed without poetry.

Intellectual despair results in neither weakness nor dreams, but in violence. It is only a matter of knowing how to give vent to one's rage; whether one only wants to wander like madmen around prisons, or whether one wants to overturn them.