Having a hidden agenda is fine, as long as it isn’t hidden from oneself.
What feminism has done is double the number of people who can tyrannize over others.
To make solitude as compelling as possible, dress her up as the whore of your choice.
One should have a healthy fear for the gods, because if you get too close to them, they destroy you. Flirting with them without getting too close is madness. Ignoring them is boredom and mediocrity. Destruction, madness, mediocrity—this is the sum of human choice.
There’s only one true ingredient and elixir of art. Death. Death’s home, though, has moved from war to love and those who would create the art of the future must live in love’s endless deaths to ply their dark trade.
A simple three-rung hierarchy exists to art: at the bottom are the crooners, those who please the apes with sentimental clichés (Sinatra); in the middle are the elitists, who only please other elitists and those who like to think of themselves as elitists (Spinoza); at the top are those who appeal equally to the crooners and elitists while equally making fun of both (Shakespeare)—they are the god-men, the modern Christs who bridge heaven and hell with earth.
Once one realizes hate is a necessary emotion and that those one hates (whether intimate or distant) are essential to one’s identity, then one welcomes the hate with a certain acceptance, an acceptance we might call love, but a love deeper than what we normally call love.
Copulation in itself is tedious and so is only interesting to tedious minds; interesting minds don’t avoid copulation, but their fascination in it is primarily the accoutrements leading to and away from it. (What is true of copulation is exponentially more true for the orgasm.)
What was once nature has become technology, what was once God has become art. All philosophy, history, religion–the entire future–is contained in this meditation.
When one suffers, one increases one’s suffering by focusing on the suffering. Rather, focus on death. Suffering leads to suffering, but death leads to life.
We do not have names anymore, the most we do is borrow names; we do not have gods, the most we do is work to reconstruct the memory of gods.
Passion becomes sickening after a while; surely this is why we invented technology–to help us escape into a cold metallic universe. To crawl from a concrete uterus to suck on plastic breasts.
An artist is simply someone who’s unable to forget the suffering of the world.
Better to be criticized by a great soul than praised by a little one.
The difference between God and the Devil is simple: the former prefers desire to consummation, the latter the reverse.
Only mediocre writers write about the world the way it is; the best writers write about the world as it isn’t and, in so doing, show us the world the way it is. We can only handle truth in a mirror.
A philosopher is simply one for whom his non-existence is as real as his existence.
The problem with life is that it gives one no time to think. The great benefit of life is that it gives one something to think about.
People think consummation is the greatest force; but, truly, frustration is far greater.
Better than to dream dreams is to make them.
Humanity is an experiment against reality.
The purpose of existence is to continuously fight to not become what your parents were.
Ideas tend to bravado, application to compromise.
Sometimes leaving the world is the only way to enter it.
Erotic play inspires thought. Marriage inspires marriage.
In the era of truth, we were forced to live language; now, in the era of language, we are forced to live truth. This fact, more than any other, should make us disbelieve in progress.
We feel affectionate toward those we rip off, as long as we don’t rip them off too much–then we despise them.
The only thing worse than not falling in love is falling in love.
We fear boredom more than war, betrayal, and death.
One should be indifferent to one’s particular sufferings, but not indifferent to suffering.
There are two facts. The fact that existence is only bread and circuses. And the fact of art, which objects to existence being only bread and circuses.
A laugh destroys power; power destroys a laugh.
A drug is a plane ride to God for those who can’t fly themselves.
Humanity, to be able to talk about nature and act to reduce its pillage of nature, must become as unnatural as possible. For nature is waste and apathy and darkness. But ecology is restraint and difference and thought.
When a feeling is other than a belief, believe the feeling.