“I prefer the people who eat off the bare earth the delirium from which they were born.”

“There is in every madmana misunderstood geniuswhose ideashining in his headfrightened peopleand for whom delirium was the only solutionto the strangulationthat life had prepared for him.”

“[defines a madman as] a man who preferred to become mad,in the socially accepted sense of the word, rather than forfeit a certain superior idea of human honor.”

“Those who live, live off the dead.”

“All writing is rubbish. People who try to free themselves from what is vague in order to state precisely whatever is going on in their minds are producing rubbish. The whole literary tribe is a pack of rubbish mongers, especially today. All those who have landmarks in their minds, I mean in a certain part of their heads, in well-defined sites in their skulls, all those who are masters of language, all those for whom words have meaning, all those for whom the soul has its heights and thought its currents, those who are the spirits of the times, and who have given names to these currents of thought—I am thinking of their specific tasks, and of that mechanical creaking their minds produce at every gust of wind—are rubbish mongers.”

“All writing is garbage. People who come out of nowhere to try and put into words any part of what goes on in their minds are pigs. ”

“A host of scorpions crawl out from under the wetnurse's dress and start swarming in her vagina which swells and splits, becomes transparent and shimmers like the sun”