Our Element Is Unending Immaturity.

I Didn't Go To The Lectures. My Valet, Who Was More Distinguished Than I, Went Instead.

I Am A Collection Of The Family's Body Parts.

Man Is Profoundly Dependent On The Reflection Of Himself In Another Man's Soul, Be It Even The Soul Of An Idiot.

Wherever I See Some Mystique, Be It Virtue Or Family, Faith Or Fatherland, There I Must Commit Some Indecent Act.

Our Element Is Unending Immaturity.