Do not be duped by little duties. Do not be a chore man all your days.

For one crime which is expiated in prison ten thousand are committed thoughtlessly by those who condemn.

I have found God, but he is insufficient.

Moralities, ethics, laws, customs, beliefs, doctrines - these are of trifling import. All that matters is that the miraculous become the norm.

The poet speaks adequately only when he speaks somewhat wildly... not with intellect alone, but with intellect inebriated by nectar.

I read to be taken out of myself, to become ecstatic.

He is trying to recapture his innocence, yet all he succeeds in doing (by writing) is to inoculate the world with a virus of his disillusionment.