Then you'll feel your cheek scratched... A little kiss, like a crazy spider, Will run round your neck... And you'll say to me : "Find it !" bending your head - And we'll take a long time to find that creature - Which travels a lot.

I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.

Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!

I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.

It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.

What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.

Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.