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

The anguish of the neurotic individual is the same as that of the saint. The neurotic, the saint are engaged in the same battle. Their blood flows from similar wounds. But the first one gasps and the other one gives.

The essence of morality is a questioning about morality; and the decisive move of human life is to use ceaselessly all light to look for the origin of the opposition between good and evil.

To choose evil is to choose freedom, emancipation from all restraint.

Sanity is the lot of those who are most obtuse, for lucidity destroys one's equilibrium: it is unhealthy to honestly endure the labors of the mind which incessantly contradict what they have just established.

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

Extreme seductiveness is at the boundary of horror