We know all their gods; they ignore ours. What they call our sins are our gods, and what they call their gods, we name otherwise.
To be one's own master is to be the slave of self.
if I had one ambition it was to make my life itself into a poem.
Being other than normal is a perilous advantage.
Most virtue is a demand for greater seduction.
The past is such a subtle thing. [But] in the end, nothing else exists, everything is made of the past, even the future.