For A Knowledge Of Intimacy, Localization In

The Reverie Would Not Last If It Were Not Nourished By The Images Of The Sweetness Of Living, By The Illusions Of Happiness.

All The Senses Awaken And Fall Into Harmony In Poetic Reverie. Poetic Reverie Listens To This Polyphony Of The Senses, And The Poetic Consciousness Must Record It.

So, Like A Forgotten Fire, A Childhood Can Always Flare Up Again Within Us.

To Feel Most Beautifully Alive Means To Be Reading Something Beautiful.

The Cleverer I Am At Miniaturizing The World, The Better I Possess It.