Of all possible sexual perversions, religion is the only one to have ever been scientifically systematized.

Your heart like a hawk-mouth in the sun, your heart like a ship on an atoll, your heart like a compass needle driven mad by a little piece of lead, like washing drying in the wind, like a whining of horses, like seed thrown to the birds, like an evening paper one has finished reading! Your heart is a charade that the whole world has guessed.

The painting of tomorrow will use the photographic eye as it has used the human eye.

Fear of error which everything recalls to me at every moment of the flight of my ideas, this mania for control, makes men prefer reason's imagination to the imagination of the senses. And yet it is always the imagination alone which is at work.

Reality is the apparent absence of contradiction. The marvelous is the eruption of contradiction within the real.

Of all possible sexual perversions, religion is the only one to have ever been scientifically systematized.

I demand that my books be judged with utmost severity, by knowledgeable people who know the rules of grammar and of logic, and who will seek beneath the footsteps of my commas the lice of my thought in the head of my style.