The heroes of the present will retreat to the imitation they are anyhow.

I don't live for poetry. I live far more than anybody else does.

Fact is based upon vulgar matter.

This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.

All that matters is that the thing be the thing of the thing.

There is a grace of life which is still yours, my dear Europe.

ONE PERCEPTION MUST IMMEDIATELY AND DIRECTLY LEAD TO A FURTHER PERCEPTION