I'm not in sympathy with Communism except for populations which are in a state of peasantry, actually hungry and starving. The ideal state for me is some form of Socialism, which doesn't yet exist, as far as I know, which doesn't repress the arts, or any race. Consequently I'm not a political person ... except that I'm a revolutionary.

Something in me will save me from utter ruin no matter what comes.

Security is a kind of death.

Why did I write? Because I found life unsatisfactory.

Revolution only needs good dreamers who remember their dreams.

What on earth can you do on this earth but catch at whatever comes near you, with both your fingers, until your fingers are broken?

When I was fourteen, my father decided to initiate me into the ways of manhood, and took me to the local whorehouse. The woman spread her legs, and made me look between them. All I could see was something that looked like a dyin' orchid; consequently, I have never been comfortable around women or orchids.