Poetry must be made by all and not by one.

Real sorrow is incompatible with hope. No matter how great that sorrow may be, hope raises it one hundred cubits higher.

Poetry must be made by all and not by one.

Although according to certain philosophers it is quite difficult to distinguish the jester from the melancholic, life itself being a comic drama or a dramatic comedy.

As beautiful as the chance encounter of a sewing machine and an umbrella on an operating table.

Taste is the fundamental quality which sums up all other qualities. It is the ne plus ultra of the intelligence.

Melancholy and sadness are the start of doubt... doubt is the beginning of despair; despair is the cruel beginning of the differing degrees of wickedness.