I had, as I told you, a great passion while still almost a child. When it was over, I divided myself in two, placing on one side the soul I kept for Art, and on the other, my body, which would have to fend for itself.

Tout ce qu'on invente est vrai, soi-en sure. La poesie est une chose aussi precise que la geometrie.

There is no truth. There is only perception.

That man has missed something who has never left a brothel at sunrise feeling like throwing himself into the river out of pure disgust.

Here is true immorality: ignorance and stupidity; the devil is nothing but this. His name is Legion.

Exuberance is better than taste.

I invite all brats to throw their cookies at the baker's head if they're not sweet, winos to chuck their wine if it's bad, the dying to shuck their souls when they croak, and men to throw their existence in God's face when it's bitter