Beautiful Things Spoil Nothing.

Writing This Book I Am Like A Man Playing The Piano With Lead Balls Attached To His Knuckles.

There Is No Truth. There Is Only Perception.

There Are Three Thing In The World I Love Most: The Sea, Hamlet, And Don Giovanni.

What I Would Like To Write Is A Book About Nothing, A Book Without Exterior Attachments, Which Would Be Held Together By The Innerforce Of Its Style, As The Earth Without Support Is Held In The Air--a Book That Would Have Almost No Subject Or At Least In Which The Subject Would Be Almost Invisible.

Here Is True Immorality: Ignorance And Stupidity; The Devil Is Nothing But This. His Name Is Legion.