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

It seems to me that invisibility is the required provision of elegance. Elegance ceases to exist when it is noticed.

I'm not willing just to be tolerated. That wounds my love of love and of liberty.

Perhaps I know to what extent I can go too far.

one should always talk well about oneself! The word spreads around and in the end, noone remembers where it started

Since these mysteries exceed my grasp, I shall pretend to have organized them.

I want the kind of readers who remain children at any cost. I can tell them at a glance: loyalty to that first enchantment guards better than any cosmetic; than any diet, against the insults of age. But alas for such readers, who would huddle safe and sound in the asylum of their credulous enchantment as if in the womb-our enervating century offends them by its chaos, its fidgets of light and space, the host of its excuses for dividing , for rending oneself from others and from oneself.