A Throw Of The Dice Will Never

It Is In Front Of The The Paper That The Artist Creates Himself.

As For Me, Poetry Takes The Place Of Love, Because It Is Enamored Of Itself, And Because This Self-lust Has A Delightful Dying Fall In My Soul.

Everything That Is Sacred And That Wishes To Remain So Must Envelop Itself In Mystery.

Paintings Are Painted With Paint, Not With Ideas.

You Don't Make A Poem With Ideas, But With Words.