History knew the truth. History was the most inhuman product of humanity.It scooped up the whole of human will and, like the goddess Kali in Calcutta, dripped blood from its mouth as it bit and crunched.

...of all the kinds of decay in this world, decadent purity is the most malignant.

The only people in this world I really trust are my fans - even if they do forget you so fast.

Human life is limited but I would like to live forever.

It is a common failing of childhood to think that if one makes a hero out of a demon the demon will be satisfied.

Was I ignorant, then, when I was seventeen? I think not. I knew everything. A quarter-century's experience of life since then has added nothing to what I knew. The one difference is that at seventeen I had no 'realism'.

I cried sobbingly until at last those visions reeking with blood came to comfort me. And then I surrendered myself to them, to those deplorably brutal visions, my most intimate friends.