You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past.

So many vaginas, stomachs, cocks, snouts, and flies you don't know what to do with them ... shovelsfull! ... but hearts? ... very rare! in the last five hundred million years too many cocks and gastric tubes to count ... but hearts? ... on your fingers!.

One can't relive one's life. Forgiveness is not what's difficult; one's always too ready to forgive. And it does no good, that's obvious.

Philosophizing is simply one way of being afraid, a cowardly pretense that doesn't get you anywhere.

When men can hate without risk, their stupidity is easily convinced, the motives supply themselves.

The mind is satisfied with phrased, but not the body, the body is more fastidious, it wants muscles. A body always tells the truth, that's why it's usually depressing and disgusting to look at.

Reason died in 1914, November 1914 ... after that everybody began to rave.