Respectability Offends My Taste.

One Can Lie With The Mouth, But With The Accompanying Grimace One Nevertheless Tells The Truth.

The Slow Arrow Of Beauty. The Noblest Kind Of Beauty Is That Which Does Not Transport Us Suddenly, Which Does Not Make Stormy And Intoxicating Impressions Such A Kind Easily Arouses Disgust But That Which Slowly Filters Into Our Minds.

In Every Ascetic Morality Man Worships A Part Of Himself As God And For That He Needs To Diabolize The Other Part.

It Is Impossible To Suffer Without Making Someone Pay For It; Every Complaint Already Contains Revenge.

One Thing A Man Must Have: Either A Naturally Light Disposition Or A Disposition Lightened By Art And Knowledge.