Against the ruin of the world, there is only one defense: the creative act.

As Aristotle said, you have to be an aristocrat or a reactionary to write a good proletarian poem.

Art is the reasoned derangement of the senses.

Bohemia is a commune in which the Revolution is over and everyone is a member of the aristocracy

Against the ruin of the world, there is only one defense: the creative act.

I've had it with these cheap sons of bitches who claim they love poetry but never buy a book.

Maturity is having the ability to escape categorization.