Trust firmly in your luck, cling to your happiness, and dare to take risks.

To be a poet is to have an appetite for a certain anxiety which, when tasted among the swirling sum of things existent or forfeit, causes, as the taste dies, joy.

What comes into the world to disturb nothing merits neither attention nor patience

What can be seductive about the eternal nothing is that the finest day is indifferently this one or any other like it.

How can we live without the unknown before us?

For an inheritance to be really great, the hand of the defunct must not be seen.

Trust firmly in your luck, cling to your happiness, and dare to take risks.