Mad Ireland hurt you into poetry.

A poet, qua poet, has only one political duty, namely, in his own writing to set an example of the correct use of his mother tongue, which is always being corrupted. When words lose their meaning, physical force takes over.

If we really want to live, we'd better start at once to try.

You must go to bed with friends or whores, where money makes up the difference in beauty or desire.

All wishes, whatever their apparent content, have the same and unvarying meaning: "I refuse to be what I am."

Pleasure is by no means an infallible critical guide, but it is the least fallible.

Music can be made anywhere, is invisible and does not smell.