In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.

In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.

Men will clutch at illusions when they have nothing else to hold to.

The purpose of poetry is to remind us / how difficult it is to remain just one person.

They used to pour millet on graves or poppy seeds To feed the dead who would come disguised as birds. I put this book here for you, who once lived So that you should visit us no more.

I am composed of contradictions, which is why poetry is a better form for me than philosophy

The soul exceeds its circumstances.