Poems are never finished - just abandoned

Books have the same enemies as people: fire, humidity, animals, weather, and their own content.

One had to be a Newton to notice that the moon is falling, when everyone sees that it doesn't fall.

We hope vaguely but dread precisely.

A real writer can be recognized by the fact he doesn't find words. Therefore he must search for them and while doing that, he finds better ones.

Nothing is more natural than mutual misunderstanding; the contrary is always surprising. I believe that one never agrees on anything except by mistake, and that all harmony among human beings is the happy fruit of an error.

Every social system is more or less against nature, and at every moment nature is at work to reclaim her rights.