Life Is So Horrible That

Concern For Morality Makes Every Work Of The Imagination False And Stupid.

Poetry Is As Precise A Thing As Geometry.

By Trying To Understand Everything, Everything Makes Me Dream

Mediocrity Cherishes Rules; As For Me, I Hate Them; I Feel For Them And For Every Restriction, Corporation, Caste, Hierarchy, Level, Herd, A Loathing Which Fills My Soul, And It Is In This Respect Perhaps That I Understand Martyrdom.

You'll Always Have To Deal With Bastards, Being Lied To, Deceived, Slandered And Ridiculed, But That's To Be Expected And You Must Thank Heaven When You Meet The Exception.