Sensuality, Wanting A Religion, Invented Love.

... Anything Difficult To Say Must Be Shouted From The Rooftops.

To Be One's Own Master Is To Be The Slave Of Self.

There Are. Intangible Realities Which Float Near Us, Formless And Without Words; Realities Which No One Has Thought Out, And Which Are Excluded For Lack Of Interpreters.

It's Necessary To Use Suffering. Otherwise, One Is Used By It.

I Do Not Understand Those Who Spend Hours At The Theater Watching Scenes Between People Whom They Would Not Listen To For Five Minutes In Real Life.