I have defined poetry as a 'passionate pursuit of the Real.

When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.

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

It is impossible to communicate to people who have not experienced it the undefinable menace of total rationalism.

The partition separating life from death is so tenuous. The unbelievable fragility of our organism suggests a vision on a screen: a kind of mist condenses itself into a human shape, lasts a moment and scatters.

It's true that what is morbid is highly valued today, and so you may think that I am only joking or that I've devised just one more means of praising Art with the help of irony.

You who think of us: they lived only in delusion... Know that we the People of the Book, will never die!