Repudiating The Virtues Of Your World, Criminals

Betrayal Is Beautiful.

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.

There Are Mornings When All Men Experience With Fatigue A Flush Of Tenderness That Makes Them Horny.

Love Makes Use Of The Worst Traps. The Least Noble. The Rarest. It Exploits Coincidence.

Excluded By My Birth And Tastes From The Social Order, I Was Not Aware Of Its Diversity. Nothing In The World Was Irrelevant: The Stars On A General's Sleeve, The Stock-market Quotations, The Olive Harvest, The Style Of The Judiciary, The Wheat Exchange, Flower-beds. Nothing. This Order, Fearful And Feared, Whose Details Were All Inter-related, Had A Meaning: My Exile.