Passion I Hate, And Spirit Does Me

Every Healthy Man Can Do Without Food For Two Days — But Without Poetry, Never!

Pure Draughtsmen Are Philosophers And Dialecticians. Colourists Are Epic Poets.

A Book Is A Garden, A Party, A Company By The Way.

The Poet Enjoys The Incomparable Privilege Of Being Able To Be Himself And Others, As He Wishes.

It Would Perhaps Be Nice To Be Alternately The Victim And The Executioner.