Saturday is an illusion.

Unanimity is always stupid.

Only the prophets see the obvious.

The keyhole is my lens as a writer.

Love is impossible without bite marks.

Money buys everything, even true love.

I envy stupidity, stupidity is eternal.

If life turns her back on you, grab her ass.

I only believe in those who can still blush.

Love is eternal. If it ends, it wasn't love.

Every shy person is a potential sex offender.

Any individual is greater than the Milky Way.

The bed is a metaphysical piece of furniture.

I am, and have always been, a pornographic angel.

Adulthood does not exist. Man is an eternal child.

To love is to be faithful to those who cheat on us.

I won't stand for censorship, not even from Jesus Christ.

Not all women like being beaten up. Only the normal ones.

In football, the worst blindness is only seeing the ball.

Memory is a swindler, a forger emeritus of facts and figures.

The young have all the same flaws adults do. Plus one: immaturity.

Husbands shouldn't be the last to know. Husbands should never know!

In soccer, the blindest player is the one who sees nothing but the ball.

The audience will only truly respect you when they have no idea what is going on.

Until the day when a wise black man can become our ambassador in Paris, we will forever be a pre-Brazil.

Man finds happiness only in the superfluous. Under communism, he has only the essentials. How abominable and ridiculous!

A thunderous boo is one thousand times stronger, nobler, and more powerful than a standing ovation. Admiration corrupts.

It's very hard not to be a scoundrel nowadays. Everywhere there are pressures that work towards our personal and collective debasement.

To save the audience we must fill the stage with murderers, adulterers and madmen; in short, we must fire a salvo of monsters at them. They are our monster which we will temporarily free ourselves from only to face another day.

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