The only joy in the world is to begin. It is good to be alive because living is beginning, always, every moment.

The only joy in the world is to begin.

Verrà la morte e avrà i tuoi occhi. (Death will come and it will have your eyes.)

The art of living is the art of knowing how to believe lies.

We never remember days, only moments.

Remember, writing poetry is like making love: one will never know whether one's own pleasure is shared.

All sins have their origin in a sense of inferiority otherwise called ambition.