Translations are a partial and precious documentation of the changes the text suffers.

The future has no other reality than as present hope, and the past is no more than present memory.

When writers die they become books, which is, after all, not too bad an incarnation.

Poetry remembers that it was an oral art before it was a written art.

I foresee that man will resign himself each day to new abominations, and soon that only bandits and soldiers will be left...

The man who has learned that three plus one are four doesn't have to go through a proof of that assertion with coins, or dice, or chess pieces, or pencils. He knows it, and that's that. He cannot conceive a different sum. There are mathematicians who say that three plus one is a tautology for four, a different way of saying "four" ... If three plus one can be two, or fourteen, then reason is madness.

You may win your heart's desire, but in the end you're cheated of it by death.