We Must Listen To Poets.

Sometimes, When I Am Tired Of So Many Oscillations, I Look For Refuge In A Word Which I Begin To Love For Itself. Resting In The Heart Of Words, Seeing Clearly Into The Cell Of A Word, Feeling That The Word Is The Seed Of A Life, A Growing Dawn... The Poet Vandercammen Says All That In A Line: "a Word Can Be A Dawn And Even A Sure Shelter."

The Words Of The World Want To Make Sentences.

If We Did Not Have A Feminine Being Within Us, How Would We Rest Ourselves?

The Best Proof Of The Specificity Of The Book Is That It Is At Once A Reality Of The Virtual And A Virtuality Of The Real.

A Clear Conscience Is, For Me, An Occupied Conscience-never Empty-the Conscience Of A Man At Work Until His Last Breath.