After the turbulence of death, moral principles and even religious proofs are called into question.

War, I have always said, forces men to change their standards, regardless of whether their country has won or lost.

He passes from lyric to epic poetry in order to speak about the world and the torment in the world through man, rationally and emotionally. The poet then becomes a danger.

A poet clings to his own tradition and avoids internationalism.

The poet does not fear death, not because he believes in the fantasy of heroes, but because death constantly visits his thoughts and is thus an image of a serene dialogue.

The writer of stories or of novels settles on men and imitates them; he exhausts the possibilities of his characters.

Europeans know the importance of the Resistance; it has been the shining example of the modern conscience.