I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company.

If men cease to believe that they will one day become gods then they will surely become worms.

Moralities, ethics, laws, customs, beliefs, doctrines - these are of trifling import. All that matters is that the miraculous become the norm.

The blind lead the blind. It's the democratic way.

I am living at the Villa Borghese. There is not a crumb of dirt anywhere, nor a chair misplaced. We are all alone here and we are dead.

Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.

What holds the world together, as I have learned from bitter experience, is sexual intercourse.