An Intention That Rejects What Has No

We Have In Fact Only Two Certainties In This World - That We Are Not Everything And That We Will Die.

I Enjoyed The Innocence Of Unhappiness And Of Helplessness; Could I Blame Myself For A Sin Which Attracted Me, Which Flooded Me With Pleasure Precisely To The Extent It Brought Me To Despair?

My True Church Is A Whorehouse – The Only One That Gives Me True Satisfaction.

The Fact Is, That What De Sade Was Trying To Bring To The Surface Of The Conscious Mind Was Precisely The Thing That Revolted That Mind . . . From The Very First He Set Before The Consciousness Things Which It Could Not Tolerate.

Sanity Is The Lot Of Those Who Are Most Obtuse, For Lucidity Destroys One's Equilibrium: It Is Unhealthy To Honestly Endure The Labors Of The Mind Which Incessantly Contradict What They Have Just Established.