Anyone who hasn't experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all.

Solitude, as I understand it, does not signify an unhappy state, but rather secret royalty, profound incommunicability yet a more or less obscure knowledge of an invulnerable singularity.

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

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.

A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.

Added to the moral solitude of the murderer comes the solitude of the artist, which can acknowledge no authority, save that of another artist.