Writing Is The Passageway, The Entrance, The

Only When You Are Lost Can Love Find Itself In You Without Losing Its Way.

Decisive Moment: The One When You Will Be Really Alone. And It Is Perhaps This That Makes Her Hesitate: Not The Void, But The Vastness Of The Solitude. It's As Well If You Are Frightened Of Solitude. It's A Sign That You Have Come To The Moment Of Your Birth.

I Do Believe In Poetry. I Believe That There Are Creatures Endowed With The Power To Put Things Together And Bring Them Back To Life

You Only Have To Look At The Medusa Straight On To See Her. And She's Not Deadly. She's Beautiful And She's Laughing.

I Am Not Innocent. Innocence Is A Science Of The Sublime. And I Am Only At The Very Beginning Of The Apprenticeship.