Power may be at the end of a gun, but sometimes it's also at the end of the shadow or the image of a gun.

Repudiating the virtues of your world, criminals hopelessly agree to organize a forbidden universe. They agree to live in it. The air there is nauseating. They can breathe it.

Limited by the world, which I oppose, jagged by it, I shall be all the more handsome and sparkling as the angles which wound me and give me shape are more acute and the jagging more cruel.

Worse than not realizing the dreams of your youth, would be to have been young and never dreamed at all.

Anyone who knows a strange fact shares in its singularity.

To achieve harmony in bad taste is the height of elegance.

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