What does physical eroticism signify if not a violation of the very being of its practitioners? – A violation bordering on death, bordering on murder?

My true church is a whorehouse – the only one that gives me true satisfaction.

Realism gives me the impression of a mistake. Violence alone escapes the feeling of poverty of those realistic experiences. Only death and desire have the force that oppresses, that takes one's breath away. Only the extremism of desire and death enable one to attain the truth.

At man's core there is a voice that wants him never to give in to fear. But if it is true that in general man cannot give in to fear, at the very least he postpones indefinitely the moment when he will have to confront himself with the object of his fear... when he will no longer have the assistance of reason as guaranteed by God, or when he will no longer have the assistance of God such as reason guaranteed. It is necessary to recoil, but it is necessary to leap, and perhaps one only recoils in order to leap better.

The truth is paradoxical to the extent of being exactly contrary to the usual perception.

Sacrifice is nothing other than the production of sacred things.

Eroticism cannot be entirely revealed without poetry.