Quotes from Comte de Lautreamont

One may be just, if one is not human.

She wanders on like a poplar leaf borne upon a whirlwind of unconscious associations, she, her youth, her illusions and her former happiness remembered now through the mists of a ruined mind.

Genius guarantees the faculties of the heart. Man is no less immortal than the soul. Great thoughts spring from reason! Fraternity is not a myth. Newborn children know nothing of life, not even greatness. In misfortune, friends increase.

Ma subjectivité et le Créateur, c'est trop pour un cerveau.

Oh incomprehensible pederasts, I shall not heap insults upon your great degradation; I shall not be the one to pour scorn on your infundibuliform anus. It is enough that the shameful and almost incurable maladies which besiege you should bring with them their unfailing punishments.

To construct mechanically the brain of a somniferous tale, it is not enough to dissect nonsense & mightily stupefy the reader's intelligence with renowned doses, so as to paralyze his faculties for the rest of his life by the infallible law of fatigue; one must, besides, with good mesmeric fluid, make it somnambulistically impossible for him to move, against his nature forcing his eyes to cloud over at your own fixed stare.

Eh bien, soit! Que ma guerre contre l'homme s'éternise, puisque chacun reconnait dans l'autre sa propre dégradation... puisque les deux sont ennemis mortels. Que je doive remporter une victoire désastreuse ou succomber, le combat sera beau: moi, seul, contre l'humanité.

Les cygnes chantent avant de mourir. Certaines personnes feraient bien de mourir avant de chanter.

O, if only, instead of being a hell, the universe had been an immense celestial anus!

I am son of man and woman, so they tell me. That astounds me . . . I thought myself more!

If I exist, I am not another

At last it had come, the day when I should become a hog! I tried out my teeth on the bark of trees; I contemplated my snout with delight. There was not remaining the least morsel of divinity. I was capable of raising my soul up to the excessive elevation of that ineffable sensuality.

It would be much better for you to give up thinking of God and to create your own justice, since it is refused you.

Laugh, but weep at the same time. If you cannot weep with your eyes, weep with your mouth. If this is still impossible, urinate.

I dreamt I had entered the body of a hog, that I could not easily get out again, and that I was wallowing in the filthiest slime. Was it a kind of reward? My dearest wish had been granted; I no longer belonged to mankind.

However, throughout the centuries, man has considered himself beautiful. For my part, I rather suppose that man only believes in his own beauty out of pride; that he is not really beautiful and he suspects this himself; for why does he look on the face of his fellow-man with such scorn?

My poetry will consist only in the attack by all means in my power upon Man, that wild beast, and the Creator, who should never have created such vermin. Volumes shall pile upon volumes until the end of my life, but only that one idea will be found therein . . . that one thought ever present in my consciousness!

Poetry should be made by all and not by one.

It is not easy to bring about the death of the entire race of men, and the law is there; but one may, with patience, exterminate the human ants one by one.

I have always felt an infamous weakness for the pale youth of the college student and the sickly children of the factories!

steer clear of the love of dark sorceresses.

Melancholia i smutek s? ju? pocz?tkiem zw?tpienia; zw?tpienie jest pocz?tkiem rozpaczy; rozpacz jest okrutnym pocz?tkiem szeregu stopni prowadz?cych ku z?u.

I shall set down in a few lines how upright Maldoror was during his early years, when he lived happy. There: done.

No hablábamos. ¿Qué pueden decirse dos corazones que se aman? Nada. Pero nuestros ojos lo expresaban todo.