LOVE: Deception of the flesh and damage to the spirit. Disease of the soul, atrophy of the brain, weakening of the heart, corruption of the senses, poetic lies from which one gets ferociously inebriated two or three times a day… — Renzo Novatore Copy Share
“...only the one who knows and practices the iconoclastic fury of destruction can possess the joy born of freedom, of that unique freedom fertilized by sorrow. I rise up against the reality of the outer world for the triumph of the reality of my inner world. I reject society for the triumph of the I. I reject the stability of… — Renzo Novatore Copy Share
Any society that you build will have its limits. And outside the limits of any society the unruly and heroic tramps will wander with… — Renzo Novatore Copy Share Image
LOVE: Deception of the flesh and damage to the spirit. Disease of the soul, atrophy of the brain, weakening of the heart, corruption of the senses, poetic lies from which one gets ferociously inebriated two or three times a day in order to consume this precious but stupid life more quickly. And yet I would prefer to die of love.… — Renzo Novatore Copy Share
Mine is an enthusiastic and dionysian pessimism, like a flame that sets my vital exuberance ablaze, that mocks at any theoretical, scientific or moral… — Renzo Novatore Copy Share Image
“We have killed “duty” so that our ardent desire for free brotherhood acquires heroic valor in life. We have killed “pity” because we are… — Renzo Novatore Copy Share Image
We will destroy laughing, we will set fires laughing, we will kill laughing... and society will fall!! — Renzo Novatore Copy Share Image
My motto is: walk expropriating and igniting, always leaving behind me howls of moral offenses and smoking trunks of old things. — Renzo Novatore Copy Share Image
