Nothing Is More Necessary Or

Not Every Woman Is A Prostitute, But Prostitution Is The Natural Apotheosis Of The Feminine Attitude.

A Judgment About Life Has No Meaning Except The Truth Of The One Who Speaks Last, And The Mind Is At Ease Only At The Moment When Everyone Is Shouting At Once And No One Can Hear A Thing.

The Anguish Of The Neurotic Individual Is The Same As That Of The Saint. The Neurotic, The Saint Are Engaged In The Same Battle. Their Blood Flows From Similar Wounds. But The First One Gasps And The Other One Gives.

The Owl Flies, In The Moonlight, Over A Field Where The Wounded Cry Out. Like The Owl, I Fly In The Night Over My Own Misfortune.

Crime Is A Fact Of The Human Species, A Fact Of That Species Alone, But It Is Above All The Secret Aspect, Impenetrable And Hidden. Crime Hides, And By Far The Most Terrifying Things Are Those Which Elude Us.