Men endowed with a wild imagination should have, in addition, the great poetic faculty of denying our universe and its values so that they may act upon it with sovereign ease.

...beauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.

I'm homosexual. How and why are idle questions. It's a little like wanting to know why my eyes are green.

Anyone who knows a strange fact shares in its singularity.

Though they may not always be handsome men doomed to evil posses the manly virtues.

First of all, don't mix your hairpins up with mine! You .... Oh! All right, mix your muck with mine. Mix it! Mix your rags with my tatters! Mix it all up.

It's the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.