In literature as in ethics, there is danger, as well as glory, in being subtle. Aristocracy isolates us.

If the word doesn't exist, invent it; but first be sure it doesn't exist.

Death, old captain, it is time, let us raise anchor!

It is the greatest art of the devil to convince us he does not exist.

The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the additional merit of being human and palpable. Dancing is poetry with arms and legs.

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