Direct experience is the evasion, or hiding place of those devoid of imagination.
I suffer from life and from other people. I can’t look at reality face to face. Even the sun discourages and depresses me. Only at night and all alone, withdrawn, forgotten and lost, with no connection to anything real or useful — only then do I find myself and feel comforted.
Myth is the nothing that is all.
I was a poet animated by philosophy, not a philosopher with poetic faculties.
I'm a man for whom the outside world is an inner Reality.
The sea with an end can be Greek or Roman: the endless sea is Portuguese.