There is no forgiveness in nature.

We play make believe, pretend to take ourselves and each other seriously--to love each other, hate each other--but then--it isn't true. It isn't true, we don't care at all!

When you put a man and a woman together, there are some things they simply have to do. They embrace, they warm each other. All the rest is dead and empty.

It's perfectly obvious that somebody's responsible and somebody's innocent. Otherwise it [justice] makes no sense at all.

There is always a certain peace in being what one is, in being that completely.

At any given moment, I open my eyes and exist.

The spontaneity of slaps is sincerity, whereas the ceremonial of caresses is largely convention.