Religions Are The Cradles Of Despotism.

Sex Should Be A Perfect Balance Of Pain And Pleasure. Without That Symmetry, Sex Becomes A Routine Rather Than An Indulgence.

Chimerical And Empty Being, Your Name Alone Has Caused More Blood To Flow On The Face Of The Earth Than Any Political War Ever Will. Return To The Nothingness From Which The Mad Hope And Ridiculous Fright Of Men Dared Call You Forth To Their Misfortune. You Only Appeared As A Torment For The Human Race. What Crimes Would Have Been Spared The World, If They Had Choked The First Imbecile Who Thought Of Speaking Of You.

One Must Do Violence To The Object Of One's Desire; When It Surrenders, The Pleasure Is Greater.

The Impossibility Of Outraging Nature Is The Greatest Anguish Man Can Know.

Happiness Is Ideal, It Is The Work Of The Imagination.