I Teach The Art Of Turning Anguish

The Great Monuments Are Raised Up Like Dams, Pitting The Logic Of Majesty And Authority Against All The Shady Elements: It Is In The Form Of Cathedrals And Palaces That Church And State Speak And Impose Silence On The Multitudes.

I Remain In Intolerable Non-knowledge, Which Has No Other Way Out Than Ecstasy Itself.

A Man Who Finds Himself Among Others Is Irritated Because He Does Not Know Why He Is Not One Of The Others. In Bed Next To A Girl He Loves, He Forgets That He Does Not Know Why He Is Himself Instead Of The Body He Touches. Without Knowing It, He Suffers From The Mental Darkness That Keeps Him From Screaming That He Himself Is The Girl Who Forgets His Presence While Shuddering In His Arms.

My True Church Is A Whorehouse – The Only One That Gives Me True Satisfaction.

I Don't Want Your Love Unless You Know I Am Repulsive,and Love Me Even As You Know It.