The only way to avoid being unhappy is to close yourself up in Art and to count for nothing all the rest.

Through small apertures we glimpse abysses whose sombre depths turn us faint. And yet over the whole there hovers an extraordinary tenderness.

In my view, the novelist has no right to express his opinions on the things of this world. In creating, he must imitate God: do his job and then shut up.

There are some men whose only mission among others is to act as intermediaries; one crosses them like bridges and keeps going.

Everything is there: the love of Art.

Poetry is a subject as precise as geometry.

The most important thing in the world is to hold your soul aloft.