A throw of the dice will never abolish chance.

You don't make a poem with ideas, but with words.

It is the job of poetry to clean up our word-clogged reality by creating silences around things.

The pure work implies the disappearance of the poet as speaker, who hands over to the words.

In reading, a lonely quiet concert is given to our minds; all our mental faculties will be present in this symphonic exaltation.

Everything that is sacred and that wishes to remain so must envelop itself in mystery.

Dreams have as much influences as actions.