If we are a metaphor of the universe, the human couple is the metaphor par excellence, the point of intersection of all forces and the seed of all forms. The couple is time recaptured, the return to the time before time.

Reality is a staircase going neither up nor down, we don't move; today is today, always is today.

Whatever is not stone is light

Self-discovery is above all the realization that we are alone: it is the opening of an impalpable, transparent wall-that of our consciousness-between the world and ourselves.

If society abolishes poetry it commits spiritual suicide.

Love is born at first sight; the friendship of a frequent and lengthy exchange.

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