“— What were you thinking about, child? — I was thinking of heaven. — It’s unnecessary for you to think of heaven: there’s already enough to consider about earth. Are you tired of living, you who have barely been born?… — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
“One should let one's nails grow for a fortnight. O, how sweet it is to drag brutally from his bed a child with no hair on his upper lip and with wide open eyes, make as if to touch his… — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
“After some hours, the dogs, exhausted by running round, almost dead, their tongues hanging out, set upon one another and, not knowing what they… — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
“He dreams he is happy; that his corporeal nature has changed; or at least that he has flown off upon a purple cloud of… — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
“Oh incomprehensible pederasts, I shall not heap insults upon your great degradation; I shall not be the one to pour scorn on your infundibuliform… — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
“— What were you thinking about, child? — I was thinking of heaven. — It’s unnecessary for you to think of heaven: there’s already… — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
“I do not accept evil. Man is perfect. The soul does not fall. Progress exists. . . . Up till now, misfortune has been… — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
“…the association of two, or more, apparently alien elements on a plane alien to both is the most potent ignition of poetry.” — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
“I find myself nursing keen regret at probably not being able to live long enough to explain properly to you what I do not… — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
“One should let one’s fingernails grow for a fortnight. Oh! how sweet to snatch brutally from his bed a boy who has as yet… — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
“Oh if only instead of being a hell, the universe had been an immense anus!” — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
“I shall set down in a few lines how uptight Maldoror was during his early years, when he lived happy. There: done. He later… — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
“Old ocean, the different species of fish that you nurture have not sworn brotherhood among themselves. Each species lives apart, on its own. The… — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share Image
