I Don't Want Your Love

When My Face Is Flushed With Blood, It Becomes Red And Obscene. It Betrays At The Same Time, Through Morbid Reflexes, A Bloody Erection And A Demanding Thirst For Indecency And Criminal Debauchery.

Each Of Us Is Incomplete Compared To Someone Else - An Animal's Incomplete Compared To A Person... And A Person Compared To God, Who Is Complete Only To Be Imaginary.

Obscenity Is Our Name For The Uneasiness Which Upsets The Physical State Associated With Self-possession, With The Possession Of A Recognized And Stable Individuality.

Not Every Woman Is A Prostitute, But Prostitution Is The Natural Apotheosis Of The Feminine Attitude.

Philosophy Finds Itself To Be No Longer Anything But The Heir To A Fabulous Mystical Theology, But Missing A God And Wiping The Slate Clean.