Art Is A Marriage Of The Conscious

History Is A Combination Of Reality And Lies. The Reality Of History Becomes A Lie. The Unreality Of The Fable Becomes The Truth.

Poets Don't Draw. They Unravel Their Handwriting And Then Tie It Up Again, But Differently.

Look Out! Be On Your Guard, Because Alone Of All The Arts, Music Moves All Around You.

We Must Believe In Luck. For How Else Can We Explain The Success Of Those We Don't Like?

Take A Commonplace, Clean It And Polish It, Light It So That It Produces The Same Effect Of Youth And Freshness And Originality And Spontaneity As It Did Originally, And You Have Done A Poet's Job. The Rest Is Literature.