Murder is born of love, and love attains the greatest intensity in murder.

When one tears away the veils and shows them naked, people's souls give off such a pungent smell of decay.

Come now, don't make such a funeral face. It isn't dying that's sad; it's living when you're not happy.

‎The greatest danger of a terrorist's bomb is in the explosion of stupidity that it provokes.

Wherever he goes, whatever he does, he will always see that word: murder—immortally inscribed upon the pediment of that vast slaughterhouse—humanity.

The universe appears to me like an immense, inexorable torture-garden…Passions, greed, hatred, and lies; social institutions, justice, love, glory, heroism, and religion: these are its monstrous flowers and its hideous instruments of eternal human suffering.

Nature’s constantly screaming with all its shapes and scents: love each other! Love each other! Do as the flowers. There’s only love.