After being hurt by the world so much, they began to see the demons within humans. So without hiding it through trickery, they worked to express it.

It isn't that I dislike artists, but I can't stand anyone who puts on those ponderous airs of a man of character.

What is society but an individual? [...] The ocean is not society; it is individuals. This was how I managed to gain a modicum of freedom from my terror at the illusion of the ocean called the world.

I wonder if there is anyone who is not depraved. A wearisome thought.I want money. Unless I have it....In my sleep, a natural death!

I would far prefer to be told simply to go and die. It's straightforward. But people almost never say, "Die!" Paltry, prudent hypocrites!

Anyway, you can be sure of one thing, a man's got to fake just to stay alive.