Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.
¿Cuántas veces te he dicho que no creas todo lo que oyes? Busca tu propia verdad
El Reino del Dragón de Oro.(via i-will-hold-on-hope-ok)
To hell, to hell with balance! I break glasses; I want to burn, even if i break myself. I want to live only for ecstasy. Nothing else affects me. Small doses, moderate loves, all half-shades, leave me cold. I like extravagance, heat. Letters which give the postman a stiff back to carry, books which overflow from their covers, sexuality which bursts the thermometer! I’m neurotic, perverted, destructive, fiery, dangerous— lava, inflammable, unrestrained.