Fear? If I have gained anything by damning myself, it is that I no longer have anything to fear.

We do not know what we want and yet we are responsible for what we are - that is the fact.

Lord, you have cursed Cain and Cain’s children: thy will be done. You have allowed men’s hearts to be corrupted, that their intentions be rotten, that their actions putrefy and stink: thy will be done.

Neither sex, without some fertilization of the complimentary characters of the other, is capable of the highest reaches of human endeavor.

I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.

I needed to justify my existence, and I had made an absolute of literature. It took me thirty years to get rid of this state of mind.

That’s what existence means: draining one’s own self dry without the sense of thirst.