The Resistance is a moral certainty, not a poetic one. The true poet never uses words in order to punish someone. His judgment belongs to a creative order; it is not formulated as a prophetic scripture.

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

From the night, his solitude, the poet finds day and starts a diary that is lethal to the inert. The dark landscape yields a dialogue.

The antagonism between the poet and the politician has generally been evident in all cultures.

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

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

The poet's spoken discourse often depends on a mystique, on the spiritual freedom that finds itself enslaved on earth.