Not every woman is a prostitute, but prostitution is the natural apotheosis of the feminine attitude.

The owl flies, in the moonlight, over a field where the wounded cry out. Like the owl, I fly in the night over my own misfortune.

The sovereign being is burdened with a servitude that crushes him, and the condition of free men is deliberate servility.

To place oneself in the position of God is painful: being God is equivalent to being tortured. For being God means that one is in harmony with all that is, including the worst. The existence of the worst evils is unimaginable unless God willed them.

Sacrifice is nothing other than the production of sacred things.

The sacred demands the violation of what is normally the object of terrified respect.

The warrior's nobility is like a prostitute's smile, the truth of which is self-interest.