God is the only being who, in order to reign, doesn't even need to exist.
How little remains of the man I once was, save the memory of him! But remembering is only a new form of suffering.
Any man who does not accept the conditions of life sells his soul.
Sexuality is the lyricism of the masses.
There is no more steely barb than that of the Infinite.
It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.
