I Enjoyed The Innocence Of Unhappiness And

The Fact Is, That What De Sade Was Trying To Bring To The Surface Of The Conscious Mind Was Precisely The Thing That Revolted That Mind . . . From The Very First He Set Before The Consciousness Things Which It Could Not Tolerate.

I Think That Knowledge Enslaves Us, That At The Base Of All Knowledge There Is A Servility, The Acceptation Of A Way Of Life Wherein Each Moment Has Meaning Only In Relation To Another Or Others That Will Follow It.

Inner Experience ... Is Not Easily Accessible And, Viewed From The Outside By Intelligence, It Would Even Be Necessary To See In It A Sum Of Distinct Operations, Some Intellectual, Others Aesthetic, Yet Others Moral. ... It Is Only From Within, Lived To The Point Of Terror, That It Appears To Unify That Which Discursive Thought Must Separate.

Eroticism Cannot Be Entirely Revealed Without Poetry.

To Choose Evil Is To Choose Freedom, Emancipation From All Restraint.