Reveal Art; Conceal The Artist.

A Man Is A Critic When He Cannot Be An Artist, In The Same Way That A Man Becomes An Informer When He Cannot Be A Soldier.

Poetry Is A Subject As Precise As Geometry.

But An Infinity Of Passions Can Be Contained In A Minute, Like A Crowd In A Tiny Space.

[the Artist] Is Like A Pump; He Has Inside Him A Great Pipe That Reaches Down Into The Entrails Of Things, The Deepest Layers. He Sucks Up What Was Lying There Below, Dim And Unnoticed, And Brings It In Great Jets To The Sunlight.

I Love Good Sense Above All, Perhaps Because I Have None.