To paraphrase several sages: Nobody can think and hit someone at the same time.

For those who live neither with religious consolations about death nor with a sense of death (or of anything else) as natural, death is the obscene mystery, the ultimate affront, the thing that cannot be controlled. It can only be denied.

Perversity is the muse of modern literature.

Few ever see what is not already inside their heads.

Theories that diseases are caused by mental states and can be cured by will power, are always an index of how much is not understood about the physical terrain of a disease.

The life of the creative man is lead, directed and controlled by boredom. Avoiding boredom is one of our most important purposes.

The history of art is a sequence of successful transgressions.