The sexual act is in time what the tiger is in space.

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

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

You perhaps now know that desire reduces us to pulp.

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

The sexual act is in time what the tiger is in space.

The chaos of the mind cannot constitute a reply to the providence of the universe. All it can be is an awakening in the night, where all that can be heard is anguished poetry let loose.