Beyond myself, somewhere, I wait for my arrival.

No one behind, no one ahead. The path the ancients cleared has closed. And the other path, everyone's path, easy and wide, goes nowhere. I am alone and find my way.

Art is what remains of religion: the dance above the yawning abyss.

When a society decays, it is language that is first to become gangrenous. As a result, social criticism begins with grammar and the re-establishing of meanings

Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone.

The purpose of poetry is to restore to mankind the possibility to wonder.

I don't believe that there are dangerous writers: the danger of certain books is not in the books themselves but in the passions of their readers.