And history becomes legend and legend becomes history.

My method is simple: not to bother about poetry. It must come of its own accord. Merely whispering its name drives it away.

The poet is at the disposal of the night. His role is humble, he must clean house and await its due visitation.

Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie.

Silence moves faster when it's going backward.

The preservation of friendship is seen as opportunism. You are required to be in one camp or the other. You are enjoined to cut your heartstrings if they extend across the barricade.

The cinema is death at work.