May Heaven Exist, Even If My Place

Time, Which Despoils Castles, Enriches Verses.

The Minotaur More Than Justifies The Existence Of The Labyrinth.

All That Happens To Us, Including Our Humiliations, Our Misfortunes, Our Embarrassments, All Is Given To Us As Raw Material, As Clay, So That We May Shape Our Art.

To Bless Thine Enemy Is A Good Way To Satisfy Thy Vanity.

I Hardly Know What I'm Going To Write - An Article, A Story, A Poem In Free Verse - Or In Some Regular Form. I Only Know That When I Have The First Sentence. And When The First Sentence Makes A Kind Of Pattern, Then I Find Out The Kind Of Rhythm I'm Looking For.