Irony is a clear consciousness of an eternal agility, of the infinitely abundant chaos.

Poetry can be criticized only through poetry. A critique which itself is not a work of art, either in content as representation of the necessary impression in the process of creation, or through its beautiful form and in its liberal tone in the spirit of the old Roman satire, has no right of citizenship in the realm of art.

It is as deadly for a mind to have a system as to have none. Therefore it will have to decide to combine both.

I have expressed some ideas that point to the center; I have saluted the dawn in my way, from my point of view. He who knows the way should do the same, in his way, and from his point of view.

Irony is the form of paradox. Paradox is what is good and great at the same time.

With respect to ingenious subconsciousness, I think, philosophers might well rival poets.

A family can develop only with a loving woman as its center.