I'm fucking the grave, I thought, I'm bringing the dead back to life...

If you have the ability to love, love yourself first.

I wasn’t lonely. I experienced no self-pity. I was just caught up in a life in which I could find no meaning.

I’ve seen too many intellectuals lately. I get very tired of the precious intellects who must speak diamonds every time they open their mouths. I get tired of battling for each space of air for the mind. That’s why I stayed away from people for so long, and now that I am meeting people, I find that I must return to my cave.

The ass is the face of the soul of sex.

‎"she’ mad but she’
magic. there’ no lie in her fire.