If the descent is thus sometimes performed in sorrow, it can also take place in joy.

The absurd has meaning only in so far as it is not agreed to.

I'd buy myself a cabin on the beach, I'd put some glue in my navel, and I'd stick a flag in there. Then I'd wait to see which way the wind was blowing.

I explained to him, however, that my nature was such that my physical needs often got in the way of my feelings.

We know the surrealist solution: concrete irrationality, objective risk. Poetry is the conquest, the only possible conquest, of the 'supreme position', 'a certain position of the mind from where life and death, the real and the imaginary, the past and the future... cease to be perceived in a contradictory sense.'

The myth of unlimited production brings war in its train as inevitably as clouds announce a storm.

I was born poor and without religion, under a happy sky, feeling harmony, not hostility, in nature. I began not by feeling torn, but in plenitude.