Every Day In The Mirror I Watch

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

Be A Mere Assistant To Your Unconscious. Do Only Half The Work. The Rest Will Do Itself.

After You Have Written A Thing And You Reread It, There Is Always The Temptation To Fix It Up, To Improve It, To Remove Its Poison, Blunt Its Sting.

Beauty Makes One Lose One's Head. Poetry Is Born Of This Decapitation

An Original Artist Is Unable To Copy. So He Has Only To Copy In Order To Be Original.