And I, a materialist who does not believe in the starry heaven promised to a human being, for this dog and for every dog I believe in heaven, yes, I believe in a heaven that I will never enter, but he waits for me wagging his big fan of a tail so I, soon to arrive, will feel welcomed.

All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are.

I need the sea because it teaches me

And I, infinitesima­l being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, I felt myself a pure part of the abyss, I wheeled with the stars, my heart broke loose on the wind.

I learned about life from life itself, love I learned in a single kiss and could teach no one anything except that I have lived with something in common among men.

Look around—there's only one thing of danger for you here—poetry.

A child who does not play is not a child, but the man who doesn't play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly.