To die is nothing; but it is terrible not to live.

Hell is an outrage on humanity. When you tell me that your deity made you in his image, I reply that he must have been very ugly.

When two mouths, made sacred by love, draw near to each other to create, it is impossible, that above that ineffable kiss there should not be a thrill in the immense mystery of the stars.

But alas, if I have not maintained my victory, it is God's fault for not making man and the devil of equal strength.

He reached for his pocket, and found there, only reality

It is man's consolation that the future is to be a sunrise instead of a sunset.

The world of sleep has an existence of its own.