"My heart is lost, the beasts have eaten it."

"He who doesn't accept the conditions of life sells his soul."

"I should like the fields tinged with red, the rivers yellow and the trees painted blue. Nature has no imagination."

"Do you remember the sight we saw, my soul,that soft summer morninground a turning in the path,the disgusting carcass on a bed scattered with stones,its legs in the air like a woman in needburning its wedding poisonslike a fountain with its rhythmic sobs,I could hear it clearly flowing with a long murmuring sound,but I touch my body in vain to find the wound.I am the vampire of my own heart,one of the great outcasts condemned to eternal laughterwho can no longer smile.Am I dead?I must be dead."

"I am unable to understand how a man of honor could take a newspaper in his hands without a shudder of disgust."