If space is infinite, we may be at any point in space. If time is infinite, we may be at any point in time.

The Falklands thing was a fight between two bald men over a comb.

Poetry springs from something deeper; it's beyond intelligence.

If a writer disbelieves what he is writing, then he can hardly expect his reader to believe it.

To die for a religion is easier than to live it absolutely.

Two aesthetics exist: the passive aesthetic of mirrors and the active aesthetic of prisms. Guided by the former, art turns into a copy of the environment's objectivity or the individual's psychic history. Guided by the latter, art is redeemed, makes the world into its instrument, and forges, beyond spatial and temporal prisons, a personal vision.

Sometimes, looking at the many books I have at home, I feel I shall die before I come to the end of them, yet I cannot resist the temptation of buying new books. Whenever I walk into a bookstore and find a book on one of my hobbies — for example, Old English or Old Norse poetry — I say to myself, “What a pity I can’t buy that book, for I already have a copy at home.