To Achieve Harmony In Bad Taste Is

I Could Not Take Lightly The Idea That People Made Love Without Me.

I Recognize In Thieves, Traitors And Murderers, In The Ruthless And The Cunning, A Deep Beauty - A Sunken Beauty.

What We Need Is Hatred. From It Our Ideas Are Born.

Crimes Of Which A People Is Ashamed Constitute Its Real History. The Same Is True Of Man.

Men Endowed With A Wild Imagination Should Have, In Addition, The Great Poetic Faculty Of Denying Our Universe And Its Values So That They May Act Upon It With Sovereign Ease.