Etre Un Homme Utile M'a Paru Toujours

I Have Cultivated My Hysteria With Pleasure And Terror.

Genius Is Nothing More Nor Less Than Childhood Recaptured At Will.

I Am The Wound And The Knife! I Am The Slap And The Cheek! I Am The Limbs And The Rack, And The Victim And The Executioner! I Am The Vampire Of My Own Heart.

Being A Useful Man Has Always Seemed To Me To Be Something Truly Hideous.

In This Horror Of Solitude, This Need To Lose His Ego In Exterior Flesh, Which Man Calls Grandly The Need For Love.