Always be a poet, even in prose.

Who among us has not, in moments of ambition, dreamt of the miracle of a form of poetic prose, musical but without rhythm and rhyme, both supple and staccato enough to adapt itself to the lyrical movements of our souls, the undulating movements of ou

The poet enjoys the incomparable privilege of being able to be himself and others, as he wishes.

If the poet has pursued a moral objective, he has diminished his poetic force.

There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create.

Modernity signifies the transitory, the fugitive, the contingent, the half of art of which the other half is the eternal and the immutable.