You appear in the Novelletten in every possible circumstance, in every irresistible form. . . They could only be written by one who knows such eyes as yours and has touched such lips as yours.
I call Christianity the one great curse, the one great intrinsic depravity, and the one great instinct of revenge, for which no means are venomous enough, or secret, subterranean and small enough - I call it the one immortal blemish on the human race.